Boston

We woke again to falling snow. The snow continued from morning till evening. The kids still had school that started on schedule so Dad ended up taking them at my request. All three of the bigger kids went this time. The roads were slick and driving was slow so I did not go to group and stayed home with the boys. We did social studies last and I tried to read to them about the Boston Massacre which I know nothing about.

I just couldn’t stay with it so we watched a segment on YouTube and called that our lesson. I suggested we watch a documentary about the Donner Party since this is what we do on warm, snowy, grey days. So we watched half of it and paused at the part where The Forlorn Hope sets out with 17 people but by the time they make it somewhere semi-safe they’ve only got 7 with many more still in the mountains.

Since I wasn’t going to group Dad stayed out to get the oil changed. After that he started plowing while the boys and I made ham and rice. I was starting to feel like he was avoiding us because he’d been outside for what seemed like hours and wasn’t coming in at the normal time to eat. I called and he was on the picnic table out front finishing his cigar. I said I was starting to feel like he was avoiding us.

He said he wasn’t trying to avoid us he was trying to avoid work. He’d tried to talk himself out of going outside and plowing but in the end thought it’d be better if he cleared off the snow so whenever the sun came back there’d be less for it to melt. But what’d he’d really wanted to do was stay inside and be lazy. So he wasn’t trying to avoid us, he’d wanted to stay inside where we were but he went outside instead to plow.

Sometimes you just have to ask for clarification. So I rewarmed up the food the boys had already put away and sometime he came in and must’ve eaten it. The boys and I went downstairs and cleaned in the laundry room which becomes a giant mess when the snow gear comes out and the holiday decor is laying around. There was a whole garbage bag full of trash and the mountain of laundry is only now a small floor layer.

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