Ah, the year of the polar vortex. What a disaster. So much snow, SOooooo much cold. It was really impossible to do anything out there. Thank goodness that spring is (mostly) here. The girls have now begun to actually play outside again. Of course there were days that they played in the snow but Henry really didn't have proper clothes to be outside for long periods. School pick up was often an utter joke with Rose crying, and me practically freezing my hands off strapping everyone in the car and loading the metal framed stroller back into the car. There was actually a day that was so disaster snowy that we were only able to park the car about a kilometre from the school and trudge in while Rose was crying and I was carrying Henry in a baby sling. Then we drove home while I feared for our lives. I made a resolution not to send them to school in a snowstorm ever again, and if it starts while they're there, then I will just go to the office well before the end of the day to get them. Not going to deal with that again. But now the spring is beginning and there is light at the end of the tunnel. I even contacted our pool man and sprinkler people to get all of that opened up in a few weeks. I can't wait to see a glistening pool out there again, even if we can't swim in it. It'll just add a little something to our view and remind us that summer vacation is near.








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