January has been relentless. It has been cold, it has been snowy. Colder, and snowier than any winter in recent history. It’s a white-washed kind of Groundhog Day. What’s funny is that it’s not just me unsettled by the this weather. My born & raised Chicago husband came in the other day from shoveling for the 200th time and said, “It’s cold out,” which is not something he usually notices. It’s January 25 and the kids have been to school nine days this month. Four (?) of those days started late, one of those days ended early. The kids are over it. Here’s how I know:
1.) Me: ” It’s snowed last night! Do you want to go out and play in it?” Them:”Meh. Where are my slippers?”
2.) See number one. Both children are wearing slippers. By choice. In the house. Their feet have been so cold, they’ve actually noticed.
3.) If I can’t find them, I look next to our new space heater.
4.) The five year old continually asks when it will be summer.
5.) The eight year old says, “I just want to go to school on time, for the whole day.”
So we’re wearing our long underwear, drinking hot chocolate and watching the snow. Is anyone at your house NOT over winter yet?