I didn’t think he’d really be able to do this. I should have known that telling him I didn’t think he’d be able to do it would be challenge enough that he wouldn’t give up until he’d succeeded. And succeed he did, even I have to admit it.
The other day Hubby got the idea in his head he’d try to build a snow cave with the kids. Yesterday, he piled up a huge mountain of snow on the front grass. The kids spent a while sledding down the hill yesterday and again today, helping daddy compact the snow. And today he started digging in.
Here’s E-boy in the start of the cave:
At this point I said, “yeah, we made a cave big enough to fit a toddler”. Hubby was undeterred. E-boy looks on as daddy continues.
Now, the cave is big enough for Hubby to squeeze in, and he convinces me to help move the snow out of the entrance.
All three kids now fit into the snow cave. Neighbors start wandering over to see what we’re up to, and passing cars slow to watch to action.
Finally done, the whole family inside the snow cave. I recruited a neighbor to take this picture. (Thanks!)
Inside, the snow cave is actually quite cozy. There is plenty of light coming in through the door, and through a couple little vents in the roof. The walls are about 10 inches thick. It’s surprisingly roomy inside, with plenty of room to sit or lay down and to turn around. Wiggling through the door is a bit tight for an adult, but totally doable. So, yes Hubby, you’re right. Having a snow cave on the front lawn is pretty cool.