Monday brought the third school bus cancellation of this school year. And it's not even officially winter yet. Except the sun has been below the equator for three months now, so that's official enough for me. In fact, we'll still be calling it officially winter when the sun is a lot closer to us that it is now.
Traditionally, one of us would still take the kids to school when the buses have been cancelled, but with Danica getting older, fewer and fewer kids show up to school on these buses-cancelled days. Last snow day, there were only 27 attendees from her whole busy school. So, we kept them here this time.
In the morning, Sue had us decorating Christmas cookies.
After each of us doing our own thing for awhile and then eating lunch. it was time to shovel the driveway.
Surprisingly, it was warm enough that the underlying ice started lifting up, which is good because driving and walking over the bumpy ice bothers my sensibilities. I had thought that I would chop it up in the inevitable, or so it seems, January thaw, but it came up pretty well on Monday. Below, I am using the steel shovel to get under the ice layer to loosen it.
Eventually, we finished our work, so the kids had some play time.
Meanwhile, I headed around to the back to clear a path from the door to the edge of the deck: not that we will ever need to use this, but just in case.
It's a fair bit of snow for mid-December, especially when you consider that we had a green Christmas last year, the only time in our 12 years here although we came darn close in another year when only snow on Christmas Day itself covered the green,
So, eat your hearts out all of you warm-weather pansies because we are having a Christmas most suitable for Santa and the reindeer. 😌😎