Simon spoilt me by letting me wear his Search and Rescue gloves. They were so toasty and did not even get one bit wet. I didn't really want to come to the snow, even with the extra padding I now have. My first reaction was, "do I have to get out of the car?" but then we walked the boardwalk down to the Great Lake and the lake was completely iced over and the view was magnificent. Simon of course walked out on the iced-covered lake and I had visions of him falling through the ice and then he let the kids out on it a bit and pushed them around on their bottoms so they could go for a slide.
Standing on the Great LakeWhen we got back to the car I took Oliver's boots and trousers off and inside his boot was this huge block of snow. It was right on his skin. He must have been so cold but never said anything. Our thermos of milo soon warmed them up and then we did the obligatory stack the car with snow to see how close to home we could get before it all melted. By 3pm they were in the bath and then pjs, not moving from the fire after that. At least we wore them out and had a quiet afternoon.