My Geek Baby

Aah, the magical quality of snow…

It drapes the trees that have lost all their leaves, covers last season’s hibernating plants, and creates an ethereal atmosphere.

The rumor of snow that takes me back to elementary school days when I wished for a Snow Day! We didn’t have a ton of snow where I grew up so every time it snows, as an adult, I anticipate it and enjoy it as much as the neighborhood kids.

Indira was in awe of the snow. It started coming down after she went to sleep so she was amazed to see it when she awoke on Saturday. “That’s a lot of snow!” she said, and then, “Yucky!” which seemed odd. Later on, when I mentioned snow boots and snow pants she was so excited to try them on and go outside. Once outside however, she wasn’t a big fan of the cold snow but we tried the sled a few times before we started to feel like Frosty.

The next day, the snow seemed slightly less intimidating. Nearly two feet of snow created a wonderland I only imagine in December. We started to clean off our cars and put the little one right to work.

I didn’t think we’d start talking about the meaning of holidays with our toddler before she could well, hold a conversation, but the week of Thanksgiving, our little one came home with two hats, a pilgrim hat and an Native American hat. When I called her my indian princess she said, “No I not innian princess, I’m Indie Sue” and she thinks the other hat is her pirate hat. So that was really the end of the conversation about the Thanksgiving holiday. We’ll get into all the history of this holiday next year.

It’s important that we create a family tradition to let our friends and families know we’re thankful and why. I’m thankful for Jake. He gets up in the middle of the night with Indie, among many other thankless tasks. I’m thankful for my parents who remind me not to sweat the small stuff. I’m thankful for my sister who always has a funny story at the ready, or nowadays, a picture. I’m thankful for my brothers, who taught me to stand up for myself and to throw a proper punch. My friends, both old and new, who let me be who I am, and just roll their eyes while I go on a tangent about my rant of the day. And for my daughter, who has changed my perspective 100% and taught me to laugh and laugh and then try not to laugh (when she’s doing something bad and I should be serious). Many Thanks!