Monday of Thanksgiving week, it started snowing. At about 9am. This abruptly finished out school day. Even though we live in Western WA, we live on an island in between the Olympic and Cascade mountain ranges. It rarely ever snows here.
At about ten, I realized that it was going to make the roads really slick. I know how to drive on slick roads-I'm from Buffalo!! However, there are many people who don't and I wasn't going to put my life into their hands.
So, I ran off the the commissary and picked up a few groceries we needed and over to the exchange to discover they did not have any snow gloves. I couldn't find the big girls-I actually think they're in the camper.
My husband's work sent everyone home that afternoon. The schools decided to wait until the roads were nice and slick to put the kids on the buses. At this point, there had dozens of accidents and road closures. The island has lots of steep hills and without any way to treat the roads, they were sheets of ice.
We got two inches. Just barely enough to cover the grass.
Daddy was off of work on Tuesday. They closed the public school Tuesday and Wednesday.
It makes me laugh. Back home, we never had school closures for snow. It was extremely rare!
Here's some photos. Our road is a small hill and it was slick with ice, so daddy helped the girls sled down it.
|The view of the backyard|
|The front of the house. Don't ya love the telephone and cable boxes there?|
|The girls after their snow run|
|Daddy getting the girls started|
|Off they go!! That's the Pugent Sound at the end of the street!|
|Little Miss Trouble liked the snow, but preferred to only stay out for ten minutes, then come in and get undressed, then go back out for ten minutes.....you see the pattern here|