Snow Day

Jacob was super eager to go out and help Gene shovel the walk this morning. He swept off the porch and made a path through the yard and cleaned off a path beside the cars partly, all before Gene got outside. I was watching from the window as moms often do, seeing a little boy not so little anymore. Gene was shoveling the big path down the driveway, working his way up and down the path. Every couple of seconds. "Dad, look at this, my shovel stands up in the snow by itself." "Dad, I want to help sweep off the cars." "Dad, I've got this." "Dad, I have a great idea. Let's scoop the snow this way." "Dad, I am tired. I am going to have to take breaks." He stands on the front porch for two, maybe three seconds. "Break time is over. Back to work." Gene: "I wish I had a snow blower." Jacob: "Maybe we can save our money for one. It really would be best if we had one." "Mom, I am so cold, mostly my hands are so cold. I have to come inside. Can I have some hot chocolate?"