Let me start off by saying that I don’t like the cold. I don’t go outside unless I absolutely have to.
Today, Louisville received over 3″ of snow. Our city doesn’t handle snow very well (different story) and they called off school. After being out of school yesterday for Martin Luther King Jr. Day, our kids (all three of them) were bouncing off the walls. They ended up spending a bunch of time outside today.
When I came home from work at lunchtime, they immediately started asking me to come out and play with them in the snow. Initially, I was able to hold them off because “I had to work” and in all honesty, I didn’t want to go out there. When we had some snow last week, I got out of going outside with them.
As we neared the end of the day, they started asking again. My first reaction was that it was almost dark and that it wasn’t worth the trouble. But then I remembered that I’ve made it a personal goal this year to be more adventurous with my kids.
So I went outside with them. It didn’t matter that we were only outside for 10 minutes and that it took us longer than that to get dressed.
The point is that we had a great time and made some memories and that’s what it’s all about.