winter sports for kids

minnesota in january

It must suck to live somewhere puddle jumping and ice skating are the same thing.

~Kristina at a Minnesota rest stop

As a child, Kristina was the original puddle jumper. Every year we bought a new pair of  waterproof boots, in a bright and cheery colour – puddle jumpers. We didn’t ever call them anything else.

That’s what they were FOR.

Hiking trails through the park, strolling along an older, rutted road, or following the seaweed-marked tideline at the beach, Kristina found every opportunity to splash the rain from its tiny reservoirs.

In no time (and after several grumpy Mama-mutters), she learned to do a shoulder-check for bystanders. Then she’d let loose with a delighted chirp and full-body pounce – followed by a proud grin as the puddle descended back to earth around her.

She never minded the wet. But she doesn’t like to be cold. And she loathes wind. (Which made South Dakota in January kind of a drag.)

When we got to Minnesota, the sun came out, and we were able to get our bearings. We looked around and decided we liked it. For a visit.

Minnesota was pretty, but still damn cold. Not a puddle in sight.



    • Each place has a perfect season, yes? We’ve looked at other places to live, noticed their “off” season, and decided to stay where we are for now. Recently we’ve been paying attention to the fact that Seattle’s “off” season of grey and gloomy and damp and grim is really loooooong, while the off seasons other places tend to be shorter. Food for thought. When does Minnesota shine?

      • Good question, Jet, especially today when we just got a fresh load of snow and are getting blasted with some very cold and windy weather. Winter seems like it’s been here forever, and spring still seems months away. We too have a lot of gray days (but it’s a dry gray … ha, ha). April and May and early June here, when trees and shrubs begin budding out and grass greens up always makes me feel giddy. (It’s probably lack of oxygen after being cooped up all winter.) My husband and I agree, though, that fall in Minnesota is best: comfortable temps and low humidity, no mosquitoes, beautiful autumn leaves, amazing blue skies and lakes.
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        • What lovely images you’ve painted of your seasons! Thank you, Heather. My sister is a professor at University of Saskatchewan in Saskatoon. She would relate to your “dry grey” comment. She and her husband (whose job is in Vancouver) are very clear about which they prefer. She doesn’t have much patience with west coast folks whining about 40 degrees and damp. (I imagine you don’t either.) Wishing you a strong well of hope while you wait for spring to appear.

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