The Day It Snowed Inside

My son-in-law was out of town this week and so I had to be at my daughter’s house by 7 a.m. to babysit my 1 year old grandson and 3 year old granddaughter. When the alarm went off I was not ready to get out of my nice warm bed and venture out into the cold morning. Secretly I hoped the children would sleep late and I could crawl in my daughter’s bed when I got there. I did manage to get in her bed but I didn’t get to stay long. Soon they were up and ready for breakfast.

My granddaughter is 3 and will usually do what I tell her, but the 1 year old is a different matter. Mischievous is his middle name. By the time nap time rolled around I couldn’t wait. I was so excited at the prospect of a nap I could hardly stand it. The 1 year old went to sleep easily, but not the 3 year old. By the time she got her wiggles out and stopped fidgeting her brother was awake.

Sheesh, I was tired. The cleaning lady had been there and the floors were mopped nice and shiny. I knew my daughter wanted the house to look nice for my son-in-laws homecoming that night so I cleaned up the breakfast and lunch dishes and loaded the dishwasher.

Suddenly I realized I didn’t see the 1 year old. He had been helping me (sort of) load the dishwasher. Now where was the little scamp?


I went in search and called his name softly because I didn’t want to wake up his sister. Suddenly I saw him come out of a bedroom with a can of something in his hand. It was baby powder…and it was upside down. I took off in a run and so did he. Every step he took he jarred a puff of powder out. He reminded me the Charlie Brown character, Pig Pen, only instead of dust and dirt surrounding him it was baby powder. His short little legs were pumping hard. I chased him down the hall and into the living room. By the time it was all over it looked like snow had fallen inside the house. I grabbed the now empty container of baby powder and looked at my daughter’s formerly clean house. There were footprints in the snow. Little ones followed by big ones and I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing.


I knew she wouldn’t think it was funny but I thought it was hilarious.

Not only was the house a mess, the little man could not claim he was innocent. Not only had he been caught in the act. He was wearing evidence.


After I finally stopped laughing I cleaned him up and re-mopped the floors. The rest of the day was not nearly as exciting but I’ll always remember the day I kept my grandson and it snowed inside the house!

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  1. December 23, 2015 / 10:32 pm

    LOL, I would have not known what to do, probably laugh.
    Hope you and your family have a very Merry Christmas.

  2. Emily @
    December 22, 2015 / 8:58 pm

    Too cute! What a great story. Kids always keep you on your toes. 🙂

  3. December 22, 2015 / 8:25 pm

    Oh my goodness! I would have laughed too. How could you help it? What a monkey.

    Merry Christmas to you and your family!

  4. pioneerpat1
    December 22, 2015 / 6:14 pm

    Cute. Very cute. Merry Christmas to you and your family.

  5. December 22, 2015 / 9:53 am

    Oh my! We’re just making it to the other side of those days with my three year old. She’s as mischievous as they come! Hope the clean up wasn’t too bad and that you have a great Christmas!

  6. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 8:02 am

    Yes he must be! Thanks for commenting!

  7. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 8:01 am

    Love the name Hannah! Merry Christmas!

  8. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 8:01 am

    That’s funny Karren! Merry Christmas to you!

  9. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 8:00 am

    For sure! Thanks for stopping by!

  10. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 8:00 am

    You too!

  11. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 8:00 am

    He’s a toot!

  12. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 8:00 am

    Yes he is a sweetie!

  13. NanaHood
    December 22, 2015 / 7:59 am

    Thank you so much for stopping by and Merry Christmas to you! Come to BAM so we can meet!

  14. Create With Joy
    December 22, 2015 / 1:58 am

    Merry Christmas to you – those photos and your story were just adorable! 🙂

  15. Clairejustineo
    December 22, 2015 / 12:52 am

    Hehe, such a sweetie :):) Happy Christmas..

  16. Kelleyn Rothaermel
    December 22, 2015 / 12:45 am

    What a sweet face!

  17. December 21, 2015 / 11:23 pm

    Have a very Happy Christmas 🙂

  18. aquariann
    December 21, 2015 / 7:42 pm

    Ha, what a cute mess he is! ^.^

  19. December 21, 2015 / 7:29 pm

    Oh I remember those days, my son decided since he could not go outside to play in the dirt, he found my flour and made a race track for his Hotwheels.

    wishing you a Merry Christmas!!

  20. December 21, 2015 / 5:48 pm

    This is something our Hannah would do. She is sneaky. When she is quiet and missing, we know trouble is around the corner.

  21. teresak
    December 21, 2015 / 4:24 pm

    I did!

  22. teresak
    December 21, 2015 / 4:24 pm

    He is a handful Charlotte!

  23. Charlotte
    December 21, 2015 / 3:10 pm

    This made me chuckle! Sorry! He was obviously dreaming of a White Christmas. 🙂 xx

  24. December 21, 2015 / 1:07 pm

    Grandma fun is the best lol. I bet you had a fun time even with all the cleaning up lol. Merry christmas