Ishy

Yesterday afternoon was windy, cold and it had started to snow. I picked up Amelia from daycare and pulled back the cover to the moonroof and pointed up. I pointed out the snow and said it was "ishy". She laughed so hard at that word. Just saying "ishy" entertained her for the whole ride home. No whining, just full blown hearty laughs.

Today, it blizzarded. It was pretty ishy. It wasn't as funny though. But she got a kick out of walking through the snow. She would giggle each time she took a step. It was so cold, and the wind was blowing hard, 60 mph gusts (no joke) so we couldn't spend much time outside.

We got home and saw the cover of her sandbox had been blown out from under the bungee strap and it was in the middle of our yard. Her sandbox toys were scattered around the yard. We picked them up and I put the cover back on the best I could get it. It was a miserable day. But, in the end we made it home safe, we are warm, healthy and really, what else matters? Bring on the season.