(For those who wondered how we were managing to store a kayak, three bikes, a sled, two scooters, and other random outdoors items in a single condo garage: We didn't. All those items---most of all, Charlie's and Jim's bikes and the yellow bike I inherited from Charlie---have been safely stowed in the pale yellow shed at the end of our back yard.)
The snow started falling around midnight and pretty much kept coming down, sometimes with the wind whipping it hither and yon, all day. Charlie's school was closed as were mine and Jim's. My parents had been planning to drive down to Philadelphia on Wednesday---they had rescheduled their flight as Charlie's school was supposed to have a special visiting day for grandparents on Wednesday---but all flights had been cancelled and they'll be staying a couple of extra days.
There's quite a bit of snow out there. We know not only from watching it fall but shoveling, shoveling, and shoveling it, and walking, walking, walking, walking, and walking in it. We did five walks with Charlie. The last part of the walk goes through a tree-edged field and, as the day wore on, the amount of snow we had to break a path through piled up till it got into my boots.
Charlie must have gone through five pairs of pants and as many of socks. Fortunately we have multiple pairs of black shoes in sizes 10 1/2 and 11 for his and Jim's use.
Earlier in the day we'd taken a ride up by Charlie' school. Good thing we got out when we did; wasn't a day to be on the roads.
Another snow day (= Thursday) which will be a challenge (but it could be far worse---friends further south have not had school for days). With the help of all those walks and a written schedule we hung by the front door, Snow Day 1 passed almost without incident. Both times that Charlie just couldn't handle being in the house anymore (there was one instance of kitchen cabinet-emptying and, therefore, kitchen cleaning up), we were able to get him very quickly outside. Nothing like having to stomp your way through several inches (a foot in some places) of snow to redirect pent-up energies.
I've Thursday off too from work as my school as closed. Jim's is open but he doesn't have to teach any classes. Am just hoping the inside of my boots dries out as I'd hate to miss any winter wonderland walks in Charlie's footsteps.
(And am I glad I didn't schedule the IEP meeting for Thursday of this week.)