Where's our snow? Where's the foot-deep-perfectly-packed-dazzling-white-glistening blanket that's absolutely free but yields hours of snowman-building, ball-throwing, and fort-making fun with the grandkids? The few Christmas inches we had have melted away in an early thaw. The only way we're going to capture the twirling-whirliness of a snowflake cascade is if we gather up our scissors, paper, and glue and go "snow mobile-ing" on our own!
Once in awhile I think I may have done something right as a grandma. A few of my friends struggle with the "monsters" they have created in grandchildren who greet them at the door demanding, "Grandma, what did you bring us?" Yikes. In contrast, my own polite grandsons only want to know what we are going make when I come to spend the day with them! (Yeah, okay, full disclosure...mommy has invested considerable time instructing them not to snuggle up in my lap with a toy catalog, pointing at things and asking, "Grandma, can you buy me that?")
not that this has ever actually happened or anything, of course.......!
Last week, this "perfect" grandma went "snow-mobile-ing" to their house and delivered radiant smiles, a pizza-eating snowman and the splendor of winter on a dreary, flakeless day!
Pre-cut 4" white paper circles, folded twice, became our snowflakes. My little artists love scissors, but they did struggle a bit with the triangle shaped cuts needed for an attractive pattern. I supplied those as requested, but they snipped off the center points and fringed the edges. Most of the fun came from paper-punching holes into the flakes and opening them.
Our snowmen began with 6" white shapes, glue sticks, and an assortment of 1" circles in black for classic teeth, and more bright, happy colors for eyes, buttons and "chicken pox!" I also laid out a handful of hats, scarves, and some orange triangles for noses. What a surprise when Sae plastered a second one of those on the face of his little guy. "He's eating PIZZA!" he shouted with joy, and my initial chagrin that this kid might not know that "real" snowmen only have one nose turned to delight when I realized how much spontaneous creativity is expressed when an ordinary basic shape doesn't just serve the most obvious purpose to an observant and uninhibited 4 year old!
What are YOU staring at? Never seen a snowman with chicken pox before?
Ahhh....winter! Here at last!