Frozen In February
Snow and ice are so pretty in the movie Frozen. Ok, so it's pretty here in Minnesota too. But I can't dance around in the snow like on the movie because it's dangerously cold and dangerously icy out there. I'd love to build a snowman with my 4-year-old, but he'd probably get frostbite on his chubby cheeks before we'd get the giant snowballs stacked. So I'm forced to stay indoors, and I'm going a little bit stir crazy.
Last week, my preschooler had a beach day at school--actually school was canceled that day due to a snow storm. But the plan was for the kids to bring swimsuits, sandals, and beach towels. They were going to turn up the heat in the classroom and splash around in a wading pool. I like that idea. I decided to pretend it's summer here at my house today.
While I'm not donning my swim suit, I am soaking up the sun's rays that are shining through my sliding glass door. We'll have turkey burgers and lemonade for lunch. My son is watching the movie Madagascar, and I fully intend to read a book that will fully immerse my imagination in summertime. The Last Song, by Nicholas Sparks perhaps. Or Ann Brashares' The Last Summer (of You & Me). Any suggestions?
5/31/2022 07:00:02 am
Hii nice reading your blog
5/31/2022 07:27:43 am
Thank you :)
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