This morning the kids, dog, and I started out on our usual trek to the bus stop.
More often than not, it’s an absolute circus between competing children, with the smaller unable to keep up (especially in boots and snowpants), and a mother being dragged behind a zealous pup who is trying to chase after those children. This truly becomes a sight to see on Thursday mornings when the trash container comes into play, not to mention the days when the driveway is icy.
Anyway, back to today. Something new happened.
It all started with my comment about how I liked the way the plowed snow looked in the garden area. Natalie said it looked like powdered sugar, which transported us into our Candy Land adventure walk. If we were in Candy Land, the snow would be powdered sugar or frosting, and we could just scoop it up and eat it. (Not too much, though, or we’d get tummy aches, I made sure to point out. It didn’t even cross my mind until now that there should be no such thing as eating too much or tummy aches in Candy Land.)
The packed down tire tracks became the paths when we realized Cale had been already walking on one of them.
The exposed driveway was a chocolate river. Come to think of it, we never did determine how you would get out if you fell in, but the topic did come up.
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The color was clearly missing from Candy Land and Natalie was about to draw the “Plumpy card” and have to go back almost to the beginning for her moment of impatience, but we did eventually make it to the castle (a.k.a. bus stop) in a more interesting way than usual.
(Photos were taken 4 hours later on the way to meet Cale’s bus while I was pondering this post.)
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