Over the Mountains and Through the Woods to.....

Well in the above titled song, the answer is "to Grandmother's house we go", however, as of late it is to my house some of the neighborhood children consistently flock to. My family and I live on a small cul-de-sac that consist of about 10 houses. While most of the children are quite young on our small street, a couple of the children are around Caleb's age. Since I was a young child, I noticed many of the neighborhood children consistently gravitated to one house routinely. In retrospect, as a pre-teen/teenager I too, lived in "the house" in which many of my friends hung out at daily. It appears this legacy has continued into my adulthood. Each weekend (and as of recent each snow day) Caleb and two of the neighborhood children inevitably end up at our house. At this point, I have the "snow day" routine down to a tee. After sledding/playing in the snow, the children come in through the garage (where they leave their snow boots) followed by stripping down (in their own respective bathrooms) at which time their wet snow gear is promptly thrown into the dryer. While the snow gear dries, they are given hot chocolate and a snack (lately popcorn). Once comfortably warm, the children then settle down and watch a movie. I don't mind being the "neighborhood" mother but in all honesty I never would have foreseen myself in this role though I like it none-the-less.