I was the girl in third grade who loved a good journal prompt. I LOVED that we had to spend 20 minutes in class getting to write, so when I found these prompts I was excited to give it a go. The prompt was to grab a *real* camera and snap a picture once an hour every hour throughout the day to show life “behind the scenes”. It just so happened that the day I planned to do this, we had our first ever Snow Day with the kids getting to stay home from school (today happens to be our 2nd snow day and we are LOVING our lives. You know the lives of Southern people. People who don’t have to go to school, but also don’t have any snow by 10 am. Right.) So here goes it! O’dawn thirty: The joy of realizing it has in fact snowed. 8 am: Snow Day Pancake Party And a mid-party pic in case you, like me, were ever under the delusion that ADHD is just a nice way of saying hyperactive-boy. It’s something far more intense than hyperactivity. Let me tell you. :) Nothing says “Happy Snow Day” quite like pancakes and probiotics. 9 am: Bundle up and play outside so Daddy can finish preparing his sermon for that night. Anyone know of some free office space? #operationgethimoutofmydiningroom #butseriously 10 am: Find a walking stick and hike to the creek. Oh and have a tickle/snowball fight, of course. 11: Gourmet lunch of peanut butter & jelly with broccoli and a side of leftover pizza. 12 pm: Chores and children’s catechism to earn a prize. 1 pm: Trip to the Dollar Store for getting all their pom-pons in the jar! (They get a pom pon for first time obedience and catechism.) 2 pm: Room Time aka enter the “Imagination Station” 3 pm: Doc McStuffins and a snack. We snack a lot. And we LOVE Doc McStuffins. 4 pm: Paint while Mommy preps supper. Well, start a painting but then see a super-fabulous-bouncy-ball that MUST be played with very intensely!!! :) 5 pm: Supper of Basil Thai Curry Chicken Annnnnd the nightly attempt at getting a tired 4-year-old to eat her supper. 6: Bathtime 7 pm: Daddy off to speak at our CRU weekly meeting, book time, screen time and clean up your room time for the kids while I do them dang dishes. Except for when “cleaning up your room” all too closely resembles a dance party…and Mommy seriously has to try not to get angry. Why? She’s so cute? Why can’t I laugh? Why must I get annoyed? 8 pm: Books, sing, pray and lights out, y’all!
Thanks for joining us for our first ever Snow Day! :)