Growing up in SoCal, snow was a rare treat - seen on occasional trips to Tahoe or nearby ski resorts like Big Bear. I didn't realize until I moved to DC for grad school that snow can be an ugly, disruptive nuisance after the first couple of days of pretty snowflakes. Oh well!
Last weekend was relatively mellow, as weekends go. On Saturday morning we finally visited the Washington Monument. I'd gotten the tickets online but even in the off-season there were still enough visitors to fill the gallery at the top. I can't imagine what it's like in the summer.
One of our new year's resolutions is to host dinner more often, and on Saturday we hosted four of our friends with eight total offspring. Two were teenagers and they hung out with the adults, but for the kidlets we had a wonderful young lady from church who corralled everyone in Z's room until dessert time.
We went to church at the regular time on Sunday but found that stake conference had been rescheduled for that day at 10am. I knew we weren't going to survive without nursery. MoBob helped shovel the front entryway while Z played with his new wooden cars (church-only toys) and then we went home. When MB came back from his volunteer gig we visited the library together and then the school playground, as part of our new routine to habituate Z to the idea of school. There was still a lot of snow but thankfully the equipment was dry.