There was snow fun yesterday, and even a little sunshine:
C said, “There’s more snow in the sky!”
Adjusting E’s sled–as he’d seen me do.
I love her face when she realized he was going to pull her.
Gazing adoringly at her big brother.
This was short-lived. B, trying to push her off: “I’m stuck!!!” That’s the real Christmas spirit for you. Let’s also note that he insisted on the big sled and C insisted on the small, so we ended up with one child at ease on the big sled and two scrunched into the little one. But somehow everyone was content.
I discovered that one mama can pull two sleds at once, with a total of three children on them. At this point B has decided that the miniature slope in front of our house is actually fun and not terrifying.
He kept saying, “I’m keeping her safe.”
This year I’ve come across a verse from O Little Town of Bethlehem that I don’t recall having seen before:
Where children pure and happy
Pray to the blessed Child;
Where misery cries out to thee,
Son of the mother mild;
Where Charity stands watching
And Faith holds wide the door,
The dark night wakes, the glory breaks,
And Christmas comes once more.
p.s. yes, my little girl is wearing a blue snowsuit. We do actually have pink snowpants for her; but as yet haven’t figured out the boots situation. (She has the tiniest of feet.) The repairman who arrived about this time was visibly puzzled. “She’s very cute. Or–is it a boy?” Oops.