There is some serious fort building going on around here. Seriously. Christmas was spent in Toronto amidst family and friends, and while Ottawa had snow on Christmas day, Toronto did not. We came home to snow, which was a wonderful surprise, and over the next two days it snowed more. And more. And more.
The first day, the snow was riddled with ice and wasn’t at all the right kind of snow for snowballs or building things. It was fun to shovel and throw around, but it was altogether too scratchy and icy, and it certainly didn’t stick together very well, which limits your options when you want to build a fort, don’t you know. The next day, it was just cold. Too cold for comfort, it seemed, though in reality we’ve braved much colder in years past. With such a warm fall, the cold is a bit of a shock to the system and it will take a bit of getting used to, I fear.
Today, the snow is perfect. Sticky and heavy, it is perfect for shaping and there is more than enough of it to go around. Which means, of course, that the fort building has begun. K began by leveling a patch of the backyard with a shovel. Good foundations lead to strong walls, after all. B and her friend C, on the other hand, simply got to work at building walls using the new brick-making tools the kids got for Christmas. They have handles, you see, which makes it super easy to churn through the backyard, scooping up brick after brick worth of snow and dumping it in exactly the right place. More importantly, they are rectangular, with neatly squared edges. Building forts out of roundish bricks made by yogurt cups and empty margarine containers works, but it leaves more gaps than not and the walls tend to list one way or the other, so being able to shape perfect rectangles is a definite improvement.
They’ve been out there for almost two hours now, the yard is full of random walls and one very flat floor, and they show no signs of wanting to come in anytime soon.
It’s a perfect snow fort sort of day.