Snow

by Roy McKie and P.D. Eastman

A special guest blog by two adorable daughters on Father’s day.

This old book is very pertinent to this week; obviously not for the certain type of precipitation the title implies (it IS more than half way through hot, muggy June after all), but rather because of the memories it conjured up about our dad.

Snow! Snow!
Just look at the snow!
Come out! Come out!
Come out in the snow.

We would insistently repeat this phrase to dad whenever there was ANY snow on the ground – whether it be a few flurries or a few feet.  Usually our pleas would be answered with a ‘yes’. Usually.

It is a book that we have had our whole lives, and is a fun children’s book recounting many different activities that can be done in the snow.  

As a family, we have definitely taken advantage of these things.  We have spent so many winter mornings ‘helping’ our dad shovel the driveway, or getting up really early in the morning to go sledding on a deserted hill, just to be able to sled down backwards on our incredibly safe metal sleds.   Or those winter evenings building epic snow forts using recycling bins as ‘brick’ makers, being pulled around on a bright pink sled having fun while making our dad get some extra exercise, and having snowball fights which somehow always ended up being a ‘dump huge piles of snow on each other using snow shovels’ fights.

It’s funny how a book can bring back distant memories so clearly.

Happy Father’s Day, Dad, and thank you!

Love,
Michelle and Laura