Now, full disclosure. It’s currently 43 degrees and sunny outside. Not exactly a huge impediment for heading outdoors (though native Southerners may think otherwise ).
I have weathered my fair share of truly cold winters. Right now, my home town has a wind chill of negative six and is getting blasted with lake effect snow. My sister isn’t too happy that her school district was the only one in the area that didn’t cancel school today.
Chicago gave me the thrilling experience of riding the “L” on frigid days. And Massachusetts capped my experience off with nearly 80 inches of snow the winter before we left.
So, my advice for getting outside in the winter time?
Just do it.
It doesn’t need to be everyday or anything. But if you wait for perfection it’ll never happen. Because it’s never going to be easy to bundle kids up and then unbundle them as they track snow all over your house.
So, just pick a day with free time and a windchill that’s not dangerous and go for it. Have a picnic on a snow bank. Sled. Make snow angels. Have a snowball fight. Because your kids won’t remember how long it took to get dressed. Or how quickly everyone got cold and headed inside. They’ll simply remember you playing with them outside – even in the winter.
Do you have a favorite outside winter memory from childhood?