Spring has sprung. Whitely.
All better now!
Of course, since I spent large portions of yesterday asleep on the couch before retiring to bed at about, oh, seven p.m., I have now been AWAKE!! since 2:30…
It may be a loooong day.
Made even longer because it’s SNOWING out there. Yes, indeed. Ottawa managed the unparalleled feat of not getting any snow at all in March — absolutely unheard of — only to top it by snow on April 27th. Now, it’s pretty wet snow, and it won’t hang around more than a few hours, but when I walked the dog (at 6 am, because, hell, I’d been up for THREE AND A HALF HOURS), there was a lot of snow in the air and even teeny smudges of it on the grass.
Which means I will not be going out with the tots today. Not because of snow. We’re Canadians! But because it’s raw out there. Damp and chilly, the sort that goes right into your bones.
Bleah.
I am not taking my newly-recovered self out in that.
Well, apart from walking the dog, of course, but she’s fast on her feet. If I decide, Okay, I want to be INSIDE now, we can accomplish that in short order. If I am three blocks from home with four toddlers, it will take us 15 minutes.
Bleah.
So. Inside today, and I think we will talk about mud. Because there is mucho mud out there today, and when the snow turns to rain in a few hours, there will be even more, and MUD is a SIGN OF SPRING.
So we are making chocolate pudding! And sprinkling it with Oreo crumbs! And decorating it with gummi worms!
Because I am NOTHING if not health-conscious…
And we will talk about mud, and then we will EAT our mud.
Nom.
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The time I did it, I didn’t tell the kids what they were painting with. Then one child smelled his fingers and took a tentative taste. Another saw him and looked to see my reaction (which I kept neutral). Slowly they each caught on- quite funny. I also used vanilla pudding and cookie crumbs on dark paper (sand).
Have fun!
And recite the poem about mud between the toes!
I remember Peterborough getting snow well into April, too, but wow, that is a real damper on spring, that is.
I woke up this morning and refused to acknowledge the snow on our roof. Stupid Rochester, stupid snow. I sent the kids to school in completely inappropriate coats because I am not admitting to its existence.
Have fun with the mud. :)Especially since it sounds delicious.
Ah hum, and we in Mountain View, CA (between San Francisco and San Jose) are complaining loudly about light rain.
Rain and gloom in April! I actually had to dress kids in long pants and a full sleeved shirts.
I’m not complaining because I’m about a month behind on finishing up my new backyard irrigation system.
Glad your doing better …
YUM!
(I certainly cannot complain about the chilly temps and frost on the grass walking our new pup!)
Though she found one small, tiny little hole (we are having work done on our deck but they’d only dug a teeny tiny hole) and she DUG! It was a big hole, when she was done, and I got her out of there fairly quickly! Who knew this pup could dig so FAST? So our mud was confined to the dog–until she ran in the house!) 😦
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