

For those of you who read my son's blog, you have seen the picture of Adam packing a frisbee disc with snow. He said it was all he had to use for packing snow for his boys so they could build a snow fort. It seemed a poor second to the snow block maker he had as a child.
I remember the snow block makers. They were red, rectangular plastic open blocks with handles. The kids would spend hours filling them with snow and packing it down real good. One by one, the blocks of snow would be stacked one on the other, and sure enough, block by block, a fort would be built. They were such simple snow toys, yet provided hours and hours of fun, cooperation and achievement.
The second picture is of all three kids looking out the window of one of their forts. Sarah is on the right, Kara is in the back and Adam is on the left.
Children of mine, I love you!