🙂 Now it’s ski pants. But long undies worked better for the visual… It is almost balmy here today – snowy and gray. I’m waiting for some blue skies so I can run out between harsh patches and grab some more pics – I’m clean out!!
Thanks Gallivanta! Imagine all of the children out there today – it is so much warmer. They will have so much fun – we got some fresh snow on the weekend!
And didn’t they love it! I taught a couple of years in what was called a target area school where the children were too poor to have proper clothing. One pair of socks stayed on their little feet until they were ragged (sometimes longer). Some had only a sweater instead of a coat, no gloves, occasionally something for their heads. I hated to even let them out but it was a rule and actually the children benefited from the activity, but the activity didn’t keep they from coming down sick. I thought the rule should take second place to the health of the children, but I learned that rules were for many reasons, but primarily for the teacher’s breaks.
😦 Rules are necessary – but the rule is for the child, not the child for the rule. Fresh air and play are crucial – but so is staying warm! It is so sad that it is always the children who suffer for our grown-up mistakes. Poverty and poor choices and following rules to the letter don’t help, do they?
I think that rules began as teaching tools that mankind needed (for instance from God at Sinai),but as we turn away from Him they become self-serving and we tend to lose our common sense.
So true. That’s the thing – we get used to living in our own little bubble, and start not just expecting but demanding things as rights, when they are but gifts. *sigh* We certainly do have a lot to learn…
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Short, sweet and to the point 🙂
Yep! 🙂
I’d forgotten how we used to wear long underwear in Minn…that’s cold, yes ma’am.
🙂 Now it’s ski pants. But long undies worked better for the visual… It is almost balmy here today – snowy and gray. I’m waiting for some blue skies so I can run out between harsh patches and grab some more pics – I’m clean out!!
I guess the sundial’s lost in a snowdrift, eh?
Almost! I’ll try, for your sake – take one for the team, so to speak. Uphill both ways, of course.
Well don’t do yourself an injury, now–I can live without it till spring!
hehe I don’t suppose that the effort will cost me much more than wet feet. Not to worry!
Okay, wet feet–you probably have some furry slippers to change into.
Some nice thick wool socks – blazing orange! They should do the trick!
Blazing Orange??? Do you wear shades inside? Or just walk around in the dark so the fam can see what they’re doing?
😀 They are special occasion socks only – they are trained to withstand their power….
Wowza!
Cute!
Thanks Gallivanta! Imagine all of the children out there today – it is so much warmer. They will have so much fun – we got some fresh snow on the weekend!
And didn’t they love it! I taught a couple of years in what was called a target area school where the children were too poor to have proper clothing. One pair of socks stayed on their little feet until they were ragged (sometimes longer). Some had only a sweater instead of a coat, no gloves, occasionally something for their heads. I hated to even let them out but it was a rule and actually the children benefited from the activity, but the activity didn’t keep they from coming down sick. I thought the rule should take second place to the health of the children, but I learned that rules were for many reasons, but primarily for the teacher’s breaks.
😦 Rules are necessary – but the rule is for the child, not the child for the rule. Fresh air and play are crucial – but so is staying warm! It is so sad that it is always the children who suffer for our grown-up mistakes. Poverty and poor choices and following rules to the letter don’t help, do they?
I think that rules began as teaching tools that mankind needed (for instance from God at Sinai),but as we turn away from Him they become self-serving and we tend to lose our common sense.
So true. That’s the thing – we get used to living in our own little bubble, and start not just expecting but demanding things as rights, when they are but gifts. *sigh* We certainly do have a lot to learn…
Ahhh…memories!
hehe I bet you were the ringleader at recess back in the day….