So the kids wheedled out of aftercare today, but the snow was just a thin patina of white slush that has no real staying power. Of course it was really good packing slush, and it was easy to shovel, but it is really a washout in terms of snow. C. is frantically finishing her homework so that they can go out and get wet in the slush. Of course they think they’re going out to play in the “snow” outside the house, but they’ll learn soon enough that this is NOT snow. I don’t have the heart to crush their downy dreams of snowmen and horizontal sledding (where they throw themselves along glistening surfaces hoping to exploit the diminished friction). Soon enough they’ll learn that this really only works when the snow is thick enough to keep them from getting that bane of cyclists, road rash.
My street under snow at 5 in the morning