Some things make you feel like a good mom.

Not a great mom.  I don’t have the patience or cooking skills for that.  But a good mom– one who gets her kids out playing happily in the snow.

I got this ingenious idea from A’s preschool teacher.  SNOW ART!  All you need are some old poster paint bottles filled with hot water, and a few sticks.  The activity lasted 10 minutes tops, but C loved squirting paint onto a mound of snow.

It’s the first time Mommy has ever given her free rein to make a big mess!

A, the self-described Artist, enjoyed painting with a stick.

Then we built a Snow Fort together and played in it for a few minutes before bare hands got too cold (C often refuses to wear mittens).

When we came in, I didn’t manage to bake banana muffins, but did offer a healthy snack of cheese and crackers and raisins.

But maybe my good mom-ness was negated later– when I dragged my suddenly sick, coughing four-year-old to the Co-op, bribing her with a chocolate-chip cookie.  All because we were out of black tea, and I couldn’t stand to be home alone all evening when T. was working.

Those long, dark winter evenings alone.  Cabin fever. Claustrophobia. More Max & Ruby and Bunny Noodles.

Nothing like a bustling grocery store to lift my spirits and get me pumped up for bedtime!

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