The past few days have been eventful to say the least. Floods, landslides, emergency hotel stays, and an uneventful last day of rifle season have had a tremendous impact on my daily routines. We traveled across the state last Friday and were forced to stay an extra day due to snow. Monday we returned home between snow storms only to arrive just before a severe weather warning. Tuesday morning, school was cancelled (my son’s, not mine) just as upwards of six inches of ice and snow fell.
Certainly I enjoy hunting, fishing, camping, and such. But in general, I enjoy being outside. Seizing the opportunity to instill this love of all things outside, I instructed my wife and boys to dawn their snowsuits and follow their Bearded Woodsman to snow-covered bliss.
My oldest boy, Max took the opportunity to make snow angels while his mother and Turtle were gathering their cold weather gear.
It wasn’t long before Turtle made his haphazard way into the snow. This was essentially his first time playing in the snow. HE LOVED IT! He played. He giggled. He learned a bit about the importance of gloves. He giggled some more. And finally, he made his daddy proud. I’m pleased that he loves the outdoors like his old man.
After Turtle became acquainted with his newfound white playground, I commenced to dragging both boys around the backyard on a sled. I almost wrapped the rope around my waist and dragged them via Stallone in Rocky IV. But Stallone was in shape filming all of his prizefighter movies and I’m not.
Eventually, we made our way to the long driveway behind our house. The snow was tiring and Turtle was nearly finished with his enjoyment so we only made a few runs.
On the trip back up the hill, I took the opportunity to hold hands with my pride and joy.
While Max expended some youthful energy going up and down the hill.
My lovely wife enjoyed herself as well. Unfortunately, the drawback to being the SmoothingIt.com and family photographer is being excluded from all of the photos. She’s become quite adept at “selfies.” But in this instance, this is the only photo my lovely wife managed to take of herself during our winter wonderland outing. Bless her heart. She’s as good as gold. Perhaps in the future, I’ll be smart enough to offer my unsolicited assistance. I don’t want her to ever feel that she isn’t an equal part of the family or our family outings.
And finally, I am compelled to share a final photo of Turtle. I’m compelled both by my adoration of the boy as well as a fear of my wife beating me if I leave her favorite photo out of the post.