Monday's Mommy Moment: Snow Swinging

After our fifth winter storm this year, our yard and sidewalks looks like this:

The back of our house .

Our narrow pathway up to the garage.

I desperately wanted to take Little Lewie outside to play in the snow, but what could we do?  The snow was too high for sledding, snowmen, or snow angels.  The walkways were too icy for running or playing with his ride-on toys.  Yes, I ran out of ideas, but my little boy didn't...





"Look at me Mommy!"

"I LOVE swinging in the snow!"

Little Lewie grabbed my hand and pulled me to the swings.   I had to help him walk through the snow first of course, and it wasn't very easy for me either.  Technically, with the snow's height, Little Lewie should have disappeared all together and the snow, for me, should have come up to my waist.  Instead, I was amazed to learn that neither one of us actually sunk to the bottom.  Instead, we sunk in the snow equally--and that is, to our upper thighs.

Once we finally got to the swing set, I brushed the snow off his seat with my lovely dishtowel (that's in the first two pictures), and then, for the first time ever, Little Lewie walked up to the swing, turned around, and sat down.  Normally the swing is about 3 feet above the ground, but now it was only a few inches from the snow floor.  It was an interesting experience, but even with just an inch between the bottom of his feet and the snow, Lewie was still able to swing.  Sure I had to stand thigh high deep in snow as I pushed him, but it was worth it to see that happy ear-to-ear grin light up his face.

Yes, if it were up to boring and 'practical' mom over here, we probably would have stayed in the house another day.  Thank goodness for Little Lewie's ability to 'think outside the box'.