So Christmas and New Years are over. It’s back to school for kids and no holidays to look forward to for quite a stretch. When I was in school, Martin Luther King Day did not exist and neither did President’s Day. We were looking at no breaks until Easter. How did we occupy our time? Weather was a big factor and so was what you got for Christmas and how long it lasted.
By the end of January, I’d used up all the supplies that came with my Easy Bake Oven. No more tiny muffins or miniature cakes. My brother had broken or lost at least half of his toys, but thank God, huge snow storms saved us from a life of total boredom. We got clear signs from Old Man Winter when he arrived. Snow chains were on the family car and the high drifts on our private road and in the fields around our house made it feel like a wasteland. The tanker truck that supplied the propane for our heat was our only visitor. I’m sure we looked like crazed kids waving to the guy from our frosted over windows. Since the windows were single pane, it was more of a thick ice than a light frosting. You could scrape the inside of the windows and use the ice for your drinks.
Of course, like all kids, we begged to go outside for sledding, building a snowman and snowball wars. Mom would bundle us up in scarves, mittens, toboggans and heavy coats. We would waddle out to the yard and usually within 20 minutes beg to be let back in the house. All our winter wear was wool and when it got wet, it got heavy, smelled very bad and took forever to dry. Big fun we had!
In our 20 minute hiatus from the house, my mom occupied herself crocheting a rainbow of pineapple doilies. Actually, she spent hours creating these masterpieces. They occupied any available space in our home—atop the chest freezer, nightstands and when she ran out of space in our house, she gifted them to anyone who would take them. My grandmother and aunts were the most available victims and they graciously took some home after every visit and used them around their homes…at least they did when they knew my mom was coming to visit.
When we moved to Missouri and kids got snow days, I occupied myself with cookie baking, a variety of games and in the 20 minutes my kids were outside, I took advantage of the time and got myself a nap!
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