Another fabulous Sunday with the family! Ever since we started setting aside Sundays to do something special with the family they’ve become awfully wonderful. And while it’s not always easy coming up with something we all want to do, AND that sticks within a small budget, it’s worth a little work finding things.
Today we headed down to the Saskatoon Farmer’s Market for some early afternoon treats. Baked goods, home made ice cream, and greenhouse produce – always a hit with our family. Then we hopped in the car and headed out to the Forestry Farm Park and Zoo for an outdoor adventure. Because, let’s face it… taking a four year old and a 17 year old to the zoo together is ALWAYS going to be an adventure. LMAO Especially with Damon and I along for the ride. 😉
We made a snowman (yes, at the zoo). Made a whole row of snow angels. Had an hour long snowball fight (it lasted nearly the entire time we were there). Found a huge branch on the ground buried under the snow and made a bunch of wands from it. We wrote in the snow. Cast spells on one another. And giggled at the baby lion cubs as they climbed on their mother.
Within a couple of days, the girls’ snowmom, snowowl, and snowbaby had been destroyed. Pushed over, trampled on, and left as nothing but piles and clumps of snow. Then provided with an ever growing blanket of snow to cover their exposed remains, there is not much left to see.
And if you can’t see the little piles under the blanket of white, here’s another try from a different angle:
Today, during our walk to school, the wee girlie and I were playing catch using snowballs. It’s only a six block walk, but we usually allow ourselves a half hour to get there because… well… because you can just have a lot more fun that way. 😉
“Hey! Lily-Ann… check out this move.”
The wee girlie comes running over, and watches, utterly amazed as I take a snow ball and roll it through the damp sticky snow covering the field. The little, tightly packed ball, quickly grows to double, triple, and quadruple it’s original size.
“This is how you start a snowman. Wanna build one with me?”
You can almost see the wheels begin spinning in her little mind as her eyes widen. With the enthusiasm only a pre-schooler can muster, the girl bursts forth with “Yah!”
And thus our little snow adventure began to take shape.
So, on the way to school we built a snowman in the park. Which is cool enough on it’s own. It was the wee girlie’s FIRST snowbeing. We didn’t have carrots or raisins or twigs… but we did have lots of leaves – so they worked for making a face.
On the walk home though, it got even better. We talked Carissa and her Dad into building some more with us. In the photo below you’ll see the two super long paths the two larger snowballs made as us two grown-ups pushed them along. I made the bigger one. LOL …but I didn’t have to pick up mine. Carissa’s dad on the other hand, did have to pick up his, and nearly crashed into the original snowman after dropping his on the ground where it broke in two. Snow is heavy. Damp snow especially so. 😉
The new snowbeing is an owl, I was told. Or at least what the two girls perceive a mythical snow beastie of an owl to be. I loved it!
And even the broken half of the second large ball of snow ended up becoming something… a baby snow creature. Thus our original snowman became snowmother. So snowowl, snowmother, and snowbaby now sit in the park by our house waiting to greet us during our walk to school tomorrow.