
Day 1, Tuesday
We just hung around the house, watched movies and played in the snow.
Day 2, Wednesday
I made Kristin do schoolwork. She tried to tell me I couldn't teach her because she's not a preschooler and I'm not Ms. Shawn, but she quickly gave in :) We also dove into some of her crafty gifts from Christmas that we were saving for a rainy (snowy) day. Kristin built her birdfeeder, wrote notes to several friends on her "design your own postcards," and we made a crystal tree. Of course we had to watch a movie. Today's choice: Finding Nemo.
After we got word that Sunshine would be closed another day, we baked our cake (at 10:00!). The mix I got was a gluten-free cake by Betty Crocker. Good stuff. But Kristin discovered that it was a "devils food cake" and immediately said, "I am NOT eating the devil's food!" Of course, that didn't stop her
Day 3, Today
As soon as we woke up this morning we conducted a science experiment...throwing boiling water in the air to watch it turn into a fine mist of snow. It was still only 10 degrees, but the weatherman said it needed to be zero or below to get the best results. But we went for it anyway, and poof....a mist of snow. Very cool!
K has written two more postcards, painted more of her birdfeeder, and we watched Enchanted. We are going to make snowcream later, I think this time we'll make chocolate :)
Hope everyone is staying safe and warm. We are supposed to get a little snow tomorrow and then possibly a few more inches Sunday-Monday. I love winter, though :)
Funnies from Kristin:
On Saturday, which was very wam, on the way to Fayetteville, Kristin suddenly said, "Look, it's so hot they turned on the fans!" It was windmills.
Later on the same trip, when we passed James at the Mill, K said, "That place is so beautiful! I love how they make it look old timey, you know like the 70's! I'm glad this isn't the 70's because then we'd have afros!"
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