"It's Not Cold Mom"

The boys must go out,

The boys must go out,

No matter if its rain or shine,

The boys must go out.

(Does anyone else remember this song?)

They are a lot like the mail. Maybe it is because they are male. They need to be outside running and jumping and tackling and running and sledding and smooshing and running and throwing and building and running. Boys are crazy. That's how God made them.

So I sent them out to shovel the driveway. They did a good job don't you think?

The boys have the wind to thank for completing this chore for them. It was gusting in our favor today.

To reward them for their hard work, I let them do some sledding in the backyard.

After they tired of jumping themselves, they came in to get their remote control trucks.

They took them outside and made ramps for them. They tried to see how far they would fly over snow jumps, experimented with how they slid on ice puddles in the yard and how steep of hills they would climb in the snow. They came in to defrost for about 5 seconds and then went back out into the 30 degree weather. Which is really not bad, unless you add in the wind chill. This makes the real feel about 18 degrees. They still came in all sweaty and smelling like boys. Digging Badger told me "Its not even cold Mom!" I told him to "You just go out and have fun then".

To boys there is no weather, just different mediums to play in.