The temperature dropped to −30 degrees C with the wind chill this week. It also happened to be the start of Big Kid’s outdoor nature group’s winter session. We were encouraged to layer and wrap our kids up, and send them out for their four hour adventure as per usual. “Don’t be afraid of the cold! Dress properly and build resilience!” As I struggled to get out of the warm bed that morning, these words of encouragement reminded me of Calvin’s dad assuring him of all the character he was building. I sure didn’t feel like building any character. But this is one class that Big Kid never wants to miss, so we bundled up and headed out the door…to scrape the frost off the inside of our windshield.
The sharp air imbued with salt stung the back of our throats, but the sun shone bright, and with the camaraderie of friends, I was glad to be out experiencing winter’s extremes…if only briefly myself.
Big Kid on the other hand is a trooper. When I picked him up, the slivers of cheek showing under his ‘ninja hat’ were bright red, but his spirits were high. They’d all made it through, with fire, hot chocolate, movement, and forest shelter. And I even got the “Ah mom! Can’t we stay a little longer?” refrain as I ushered him back to the van.
That was enough for me, a bit of a cold weather sissy, but not two hours later Mr. Awesome had the (bigger) boys layered up again and off to the skating rink.
I am so grateful to those around me embracing the season, finding it within themselves to carry on (joyfully!), pulling me out of my comfy cocoon, to discover winter is not that bad after all.
Joining in with Write Alm’s January Prompts