Oh NO! More SNOW!


Another snowstorm!!!! I completely understand why older people move to southern states when they retire. Winters are COLD!  My fingers get chilled just thinking about it, and the snow keeps piling up!

I do not enjoy the winters as I used to.  I remember pre-children when my husband and I would go skiing.  One day it was 10 degrees below zero. We were all excited it was so cold because that meant that the ski slopes would not be as crowded and we would not have to wait in line for the chairlift.  We bundled up with layer upon layer of warm clothing with not an inch of skin showing lest if freeze and fall off. We skied all day.  At one point, we stopped at the top of the mountain and viewed the surrounding area.  With the sun blazing down on the shiny snow, we saw snowcapped mountains in the distance, little villages, frozen lakes and the ant specks that were cars, and I was overcome with awe for nature.  It’s a good thing this memory is frozen in my mind because these days, you’d never get me on top of a cold, frigid mountain again!

Several years ago, after several major snowstorms, there was an 8 foot pile of snow made by the snowplow. The kids managed to shape it for sledding, and they had great fun sliding down.  At one point, Steven climbed to the top of the pile and all of a sudden he disappeared!  He had fallen deep inside the snow pile! It was like he was buried in an avalanche! Another heart stopping moment for me.  Fortunately, we managed to pull the snow from around the top of the pile until we could pull him out.  He was laughing because it was such an adventure, and he begged to do it again.

Several years ago, my husband received an old snowmobile as a “gift” from a friend.  One day, he was riding it in our large backyard with my son Steven sitting in the front of him.  Raymond decided to Steven drive.  Excitedly, Steven turned the handlebars to give it gas.  The snowmobile took off in a lurch and my husband was thrown from the back of it in an amazing double somersault. (A “10” if he were rated in the Olympics for gymnastics off the back of a snowmobile.)  Steven and the snowmobile zoomed on, headed right for the shed in the backyard.  His life flashed before my eyes and I thought “This is what it feels like to see your child die.”   My heart was in my stomach and I felt like I wanted to vomit and scream at the same time. Fortunately, unbeknownst to me, if you let up on the handlebars, the machine stops. This is exactly what Steven did. Then he turned around and noticed that his father was missing! And he had stopped within a foot of the shed. He did not realize how serious it was, and laughed at my husband, still feet up in the snow. It took a while for my heart to start beating again, and I vowed Steven would never again be allowed to drive a snowmobile.  So, my husband did the only smart thing a father could do…he sold that snowmobile and he bought 2 news ones so we could go snowmobiling as a family!  Ugh! We trekked up to New Hampshire to go for a nice, winter vacation. Because Steven could not drive, and because at this time Angel was also living with us, I was forced to go along as the second driver.  If you have not ridden on a snowmobile, the closest description is as if you are riding motorcycle on skis.  In the ice.  And the cold. And did I mention the ice? Because I had never even ridden a motorcycle, I was very nervous. I started the machine, jerking it as Steven had done when he tried to drive it. Fortunately, Angel had his arms firmly wound around me and he didn’t fall off.  I was so scared and it was so awkward to drive that I could only creep along at 5-10 miles per hour, much to my husband’s dismay. (Dismay is putting it mildly.) To make matters worse, my husband did not choose the nice, empty, safe fields to ride in.  NOOOOOO!  He chose the skinny, trees whipping by your head, narrow snowmobile paths with TRAFFIC COMING IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!  That one day of snowmobiling was the scariest of my life.  Once we began on the trail, there was no turning back!  My hands were shaking, my body was sweating even though it was freezing out, and my imagination had my head being whipped off by a tree branch.  I did enjoy the nice, friendly wave the snowmobilers in the opposite direction were giving us, and each time we passed them, my hand went up to wave back.  (I later learned that the opposing snowmobilers put up the number of fingers for the number in their party.  3 fingers for 3 people, and so forth.  I realized that each time I waved, I was telling them that we had 5 people in our party.  Oh, well, I won’t do that again because I won’t do THAT again…go snowmobiling.  Fortunately, Angel did not enjoy it either, so he and I spent our time shopping at the factory outlets while Raymond and Steven went out on the trails.

At home, there is a pond in our backyard.  Marie loves playing outside in the cold, going ice fishing, building snowmen, and, most of all, playing hockey.  She dresses warmly from head to toe…black snow pants, black jacket, a hat which covers most of her face, several pairs of gloves topped with hockey gloves, and boys hockey skates.  She takes her hockey stick and skates around the lake to the various hockey games trying to get an invitation to play.  From looking at her all bundled up, you cannot tell if she is a girl or a boy.  She is not verbal, so they cannot tell from her voice.  (She points to her ears for them to know she is deaf.)  She would normally use sign language but with hockey gloves this is next to impossible.  They always let her in because she is a good player.  If one group stops playing, she will skate around and find another group.  She reminds me of a female Batman for hockey…slinking into games, her identity unknown…showing up out of the blue when a team needs a player!

Winter is alive and well with my kiddos, who enjoy it as I did when I was a child.  They love the snow and all the activities, but now thatI am older I get chilled easily…(picture granny in the rocking chair with a blanket around her.)  I sit by the picture window, near the fireplace, drinking hot chocolate with mountains of marshmallow and I watch them having fun outside.  As parents, we all know that watching our children be happy and have fun is even more fun than doing it ourselves. I am a happy mommy.  Let it snow!


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Comments on: "Oh NO! More SNOW!" (46)

  1. You have some amazing stories! I love the one about the child who said “NO!” and the driving experiences. They stay in my head. I am uncoordinated also, like in your one story including some things about yourself! Glad the kids are enjoying winter and NO I won’t ride a snowmobile! But hubby sounds like he is fun (and you both have oodles of patience!!)

  2. This was a very interesting and very funny topic. It was funny how you said your husband did a flip(like in gymnastics) off the snowmobile. Was he okay or did he get hurt? I have never ridden one of those, it sounds scary and kind of dangerous. Does your deaf daughter Mary use sign language to communicate with you? I am deaf, but I usually speak when I talk. If I’m around deaf people I will use sign.

    • No, my husband wasn’t hurt. He, too, was wearing tons of winter padding, (plus a little padding of his own, if you know what I mean!)
      Our whole family communicates with Marie in sign language. Unfortunately, for whatever reason, Marie does not have any speaking skills, except for the word “NO!”

      • That’s interesting and good you all know sign language. Is she profound deaf? And have you ever tried taking her to speech therapy to help her learn to speak a few words? When I was three, I did not know how to talk, so I had to go see a professional speech therapist for a few years to help me learn to speak correctly.

      • Yes, she is profoundly deaf. She has had extensive speech therapy, but only knows a few words that we can understand. She is very creative, though. She will use her cell phone to write down what she wants to say. She always orders food for herself and asks questions of strangers using this method.

      • That’s interesting, I have never even thought of using my cellphone to write down things. I’m going to try that idea sometime. Sounds like she’s doing good. 🙂

  3. I actually grew up in Florida and always said I’d never live there again. I love the changing seasons and the snow, but lately I can understand retiring to Florida. Seems the older I get the colder I get. So although I used be out there playing with the kiddos, now like you, I prefer to stay warm and watch them have fun.

  4. I hear you! Here in NJ we only got about 4 inches or so, but it’s enough to be kind of a pain in the neck 🙂 Where the heck is spring???

  5. the holding up fingers part made me laugh out loud! i would have been waving at everyone too! 🙂 –kris

  6. Awesome post, it reminded me when I was younger and playing in the snow. Thank you for the vizualation. It felt like I was there with y’all.

  7. Thanks for that story… yes, in the end, if th

  8. I’m with you – granny in the rocking chair…sipping my coffee! My kids have always liked the snow as does my husband…off they go making a sliding hill (he purposely snowblows a hill for them)! Cute story!

  9. Hahahaha! Never doing THAT again! That’s priceless! Your kids have made some wonderful memories with you guys! As a side note, when my parents were looking to adopt, they wanted a special needs child and we all took sign language classes for awhile thinking we were getting a deaf child. We got Lee, who wasn’t deaf, but some of the sign language has stuck and come in handy.

  10. It is that time of year, isn’t it? When snow doesn’t seem as fun to us adults anymore. We are so over it. I like the story about Steven stopping an inch before the shed and turning to see where his dad went.

  11. I hate the snow now that I am older too.I remember driving a snowmobile with my sister Linda on the back and dumped her off and didn’t even know it.She was eight months pregnant and I was scared to death when I realized she fell off.She just laughed at me like usual.Loved this post.

  12. Great story! As I watch the snow fall outside my window, you have reminded me to be thankful 🙂

  13. shadowdaughter said:

    Really amazing blog, I’m so happy I came across it. I’ve set up a link to your blog on mine. You have such amazing strength, and seem to be such a blessing to your wonderful family. 🙂

  14. Reblogged this on lisabuffingtonshonoringyourself and commented:
    Ahh, the good old days of raising kids and playing in the snow.

  15. One word “wow”! I love snow but I hate the freezing fingers and toes, sometimes I can barely walk with all this cold. Thank you for sharing all these amazing moments! Have a beautiful Saturday!

  16. stuffandkids said:

    What a sweet mom. 🙂 x

  17. You can send a few snowflakes down my way. But, on second thought maybe I’m enjoying the beginnings of Spring too much…

  18. Oh wow! Never have gone snowmobiling and I now know I never will! Haha, yikes!

  19. I live in Hawai’i so have had little experience with snow though I did learn to somewhat ski (if you call snow ploying and stem christies, skiiing). We do get snow on Mauna Kea but at 14,000 ft. the oxygen is very thin and you get winded quickly. But, it’s fun to go up there in the winter, play on the bunny hills, build snowmen and then to down to the beach! I laughed so hard at the waving. Hilarious. I would do the same thing! All in all, you’re making great memories for the kiddos.

  20. I love the stories! You made me cold just reading this, though! We keep getting more snow here, too. Every time my yard melts and I see grass it snows all over it again…and not just a little!

  21. You perfectly described how I felt the one and only time I went snowmobiling. Never again.

  22. Oh I’m so jealous! I am a cold weather person. Yes I like the sun, I love going to the beach, but you’re much more likely to get me outside on a cold day than a hot one. Same goes for my son and my husband. Living in Sydney Australia, we don’t have very cold winters, and we NEVER get snow. My parents live in Denver Colorado and I am so desperate to go there right now and play out in the snow or watch the snow while being warm inside. Reading your post made me smile though. We tried snowmobiling one year when we took our son to visit Nanny and Grandad in America. I had a little go then stood on the side lines while everyone else whizzed around the tracks. It was tooooo scary for me!

  23. Nice read…And it made me smile to. I have fond memories of snowmobiling and getting tipped off as well…

  24. My family includes several children with different modes of learning, relating. And I have taught many such children in my pre-school teaching days.
    I wonder why there seem to be more such children today. I believe we adults have let these conditions happen by not being attentive to ourselves and our ways of thinking: self first, big-is-better, suspicion of others who share our lives and our planet. It’s indirect so it hard to follow the strands of logic here, but studies are showing that our thoughts do affect matter – and humans are made up of matter!

    • I understand your point of view, but I have a different one. Because of the advances of science, babies are born at earlier ages at much smaller birth weights, and often with some type of disability, such as ADHD or developmental delays. Also, I think we are more knowledgeable about and able to recognize disabilities more. The child who is hyperactive today was the naughty child of yesteryear. The children who are not truly ADHD and have behavioral issues because of their parents indulgence would fit under your theory, but I would hope that our professionals are knowledgeable enough that such a child would not be falsely labeled.
      Additionally, the people I come into contact, for the most part, are not selfish or suspicious. Most people I know truly want what is best for their children, even if that includes accepting that their child has a condition not previously “popular”. Parents of children with diagnosis such as OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder,) Tourette’s syndrome, other mental health diagnosis, as well as those parents with children with developmental delays and physical disabilities are using the latest techniques and knowledge to get the best education they can for their children. If they were selfish, they would hide that child in a corner and go out partying rather than devoting their lives to caring for their special needs child. Also, while I would love to want “big is better”, I just don’t have the money… While I do know where you are “coming from”, I see things differently. I admit that I am a hopeless optimist when it comes to life.

      • I also consider myself an optimist but I believe that we make our own reality through our individual and joint thoughts. So keep thinking positive ones, but don’t fear acknowledging that our Oness also means that we bring into reality what we don’t fully understand and so blame on others. When we creators began using our creative ability knowingly to overcome those things we’ve helped create in the past, then we’ll create positively and those children who come into life to show us the results off our past joint creations (and here I’m not blaiming anyone, particularly not the parents) then we’ll evole more quickly. Does this make any sense?

      • Yes, I understand i, but my little brain has a hard time wrapping my head around it.
        Let’s both just be optimistic and joyful in life.

  25. I realize that I do less with the kids now…is that the “getting older” thing? There was a time when I’d be first in line down the sled…with them even..Now, I am just as happy, maybe more so to watch them enjoy. hmmm.

    • I think it is the nature of things. The kids take over for us and we can just sit back and have joy watching them have fun. (ALthough I do still go bowling with them…)

  26. We moved to NY the end of July 2012, from Central Florida (originally from South Florida) and it is taking forever to get used to the weather. I get cold below 80 degrees. My 12 year old LOVES the snow, and would stay outside ALL day if I would let him. My 3 other kids are not as excited about it. I am counting the days til we move back to warmer weather!!!! Just wish I had a date of when that will be! LOL!

    Reading about the feeling you had watching your son driving the snowmobile, almost into the shed….I have that just watching my kids go down a small hill on a sled, in my yard. So not used to this type of stuff!!!

  27. Sometimes I really miss the snow. I wish my kids could sled down the hills, but I do not miss that cold weather.

  28. I’ve had the same feeling looking down from the top of a snowy mountain at the world below. It’s a great place to get a bit of perspective on things!

  29. Glad I’m not the only one who hates snow, March snow especially.

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