I'm not sure when it begins, but I think it happens at least once to every mother. You find yourself doing something you swore you would never do if/when you become a mom. Today was my day (again )to prove myself wrong.
Living in North Carolina we're blessed to have mild winters. Two days prior, it was a beautiful, sunny day. 61 degrees. Perfect January weather, right? Mother Nature decided to throw us a curve ball and 48 hours later, it was a winter wonderland. We had about 3 inches of snow and I knew Majerle would be excited to see it. As soon as I had finished getting her bundled up to go play in the snow, I couldn't help but look at her and laugh. She reminded me of that scene in A Christmas Story when Ralphie's mom had bundled up the little brother so much, that he couldn't put his arms down.
When does this happen? When did I become the mom from A Christmas Story??? It's not like we live in Antarctica. Why am I doing this?!?! Because I'm a mom. And that's what moms do!
Despite lacking complete free range of arm motion, we had a great time outside. We made snow angels, Majerle made her first snowman (which she tried to get to play basketball with her), and we had a great time together. We even brought the fun inside by making snow cream. Yum!
Snow Cream "Recipe":
- 1 gallon of fresh, clean snow
- 2 cups of milk
- 1 cup of sugar
- a few tablespoons of vanilla extract or flavoring
Stir all ingredients together until it is smooth, like ice cream.
