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Snow and ice

We got ice and snow yesterday. Here are a few notes:
  • I made Eleanor and Amanda eat breakfast before they went out. I didn't let them call any neighborhood friends at 7:30. I know, mean mommy.
  • When I asked Luke if he wanted to go outside, he said, "No, I don't think so." When I asked him why, he said, "It's too cold." I think he had some traumatic experiences with snow inside his boots and mittens when we went skiing. He's a little southern boy...
  • Eleanor complained that we didn't have a sled. I told her that we could buy one later, but she wanted to go out right then. Unfortunately, there is no way we are even getting out the driveway even today with our tires and front wheel drive car. So she asked Daddy if he could try to make something in the workshop. It didn't take too much wheedling before Michael (the original MacGyver) whipped up a sled from an old piece of plywood and some 2 by 4s. It doesn't go all that fast, but it sort of works for the kind of snow we have. Eleanor can pull Amanda through the back yard, and it glides a little bit on the road...
  • Another project: Eleanor has read the Little House in the Big Woods, and she was fascinated by the maple syrup candy they made by pouring maple syrup on snow during the sugaring off dance. So was I: I remember taking some syrup (probably Mrs. Butterworth's) and pouring it over some snow. It didn't work---change that, it sort of worked, but the syrup sank into the snow and made cold syrup water, not candy. Michael and I got some of our maple syrup stash (thank you Grandma and Grandpa J) and cooked it to the soft ball stage, drizzled it over some clean snow that Eleanor packed in a saucepan, and made yummy yummy chewy maple syrup bites. May I recommend the recipe to you all?
  • We are not going to church to teach Sunday school today =)
  • I didn't get outside yesterday. This morning, I hope to shovel. I realize that this is a mostly unnecessary exercise, since the snow in our driveway will melt soon enough, but it feels good to get ice off the driveway. For some reason...
Hope you all are well!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I remember drizzling maple syrup in the snow with you =)

FNDP
mathmom said…
Now I am trying to figure out if our parents knew what we were trying to do, and if they did, whether they knew we needed to boil the syrup some more or not. I can see the argument either way...

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