Snow day

“Aaahhhhhh” screamed Mary.

“Oh my goodness, whatever is wrong?” requested a concerned mum.

“The road its all gone!” whimpered Mary.

“Its not gone its just been covered by lots of snow and ice.  It will be very cold outside and everyone needs to be very careful where they are stepping as it will be very slippery.” Advised mum

“I know we’ll all get a good breakfast and venture out into the unknown” chuckled dad.

Mum made a delicious breakfast of porridge topped with bananas and honey.

Mary was the first to march up the stairs to get dressed and the first again to come down ready to get geared up for the outdoors.

Waterproof trousers, check.  Waterproof thermal jacket, check.  Super fluffy hat scarf and gloves, check, check and check.  Almost good to go but how to put on boots when all of the layers were getting in the way?

Mary picked up both wellie boots and took them over to the stairs, the height might help with viewing the target.  Standing on the first step with the boots on the ground holding onto the rail left foot first, success foot in the boot.  Now for the same success with the right ,  yes both feet in boots just to make sure trousers were tucked into the boots so no snow or wet drips could get in or give a nasty surprise.

Mary ready, Mum and dad ready even Joe was ready to test out this new stuff that was covering everything.

Mum opened the door, Mary ran out into the garden, stopped and tried to retrace her steps in the snow. Then ventured out through the gate.

The street had been morphed into a frozen river, sheets of ice was all that could be seen for miles.

“Lets try some sledging” shouted dad as he stepped onto his sledge taking off down the street with Joe on his lap.

“Oh my goodness” whispered mum, “how on earth are they going to get back up the hill? She thought out loud.  “At least it will be interesting to watch,” she mused.

Mary took a more hands on approach, no sledge needed, the waterproof trousers were enough.  

Sitting at the top of the hill with a gentle push off and she was away, sliding down the hill with her arms free to steer in any required direction, she was soon at the bottom with dad and Joe.

“Now lets see how we can get back up to the top with Mum” thought dad out loud.

Dad pulled the sledge back up the hill with Mary sitting down holding Joe firmly on her lap.

There were a few miss, steps, it was sheer ice dad was walking on, but they made it back up to Mum.

“Was that fun?” she asked seeing  all of their rosey cheeks.

“Yea, lots” nodded Mary.

“Does anyone like the sound of some warm hot chocolate?” teased mum.

“Yes please” came the resounding reply.

“Well we better get back indoors” chuckled mum.

©joannehepburn 15.01.2017