We live in a small fishing village on the edge of the Pacific. Snow is a rarity for us, so we have to seek it out.
Whistler Mountain (home of the 2010 Winter Olympics) is a few hours away (plus of course the ferry ride). Both boys are used to long car trips. We stop when we need to and keep everyone’s “limits” in mind. Anthony has things to pass the time in the car, but he enjoys looking at the passing scenery. Quentin still rides rear-facing in his car seat, and activities aren’t really an option, but he enjoys pointing out the things he sees and knows the name of. “Truck!” “Water!”
He as never seen snow before, he has no idea what it is.
He walks the sidewalks saying “Bubbles, bubbles.” He thinks it’s soap. This still fascinates me. He has never experienced this before, yet he has the ability to search his knowledge of the world and come up with a conclusion of what the new thing might be. It takes him a while to confirm what we are telling him.
This is definitely not soap.
We filled our day “Following the Child”. It was magical watching him expand his world.
What a beautiful first for Quentin! I couldn’t believe when you said snow was a rarity where you live!
Hi Deb,
Yes, it only snows at our house a few times over winter and rarely does it snow enough to stay on the ground. Being near the Pacific (at the end of our street) has a lot to do with it. It doesn’t really get below 3′ C. What’s the downside? Rain. Lots of rain. Christmas morning downpour is the worst.
I would take snow over rain any day! I really don’t like the rain! Here we can go as low as minus 22…and it snows a ton!