I haven't been out to play in the snow in a couple of winters. Two years ago I was pregnant and last year we had a newborn....so when I got ready to go out this year I had forgotten that Natalee's been borrowing my snow boots. They are really good warm boots and give her good support to walk outside, and I'm happy to share. I tried to wear my rain boots with boot socks but I have a foot that I smashed with an organ bench some years ago and it's not been quite the same since - after a few minutes outside I realized it was swelling and I rushed inside and had to call Mike in to yank the boot off before it got stuck. So, Grandma Ann style, I kept on my warm socks, wrapped my feet in plastic sacks and put on my old tennis shoes. I stayed warm and dry! She'd be so proud.
We stayed out about an hour before the fluffy snow turned to ice pelts and drove us inside. I put little Evie down for a nap, made hot chocolate, and Mike shared his stroopwafels. Our Dutch friends taught us to set the stroopwafels on the warm drinks so that the caramel inside gets warm and soft - so delicious!
The rest of the evening we listened to the ice hit the house. We prayed for those who had to travel in it and praised God that Daddy isn't one of them anymore.
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