The past few days I've been feeling winter creeping in on us, as the beautiful crisp days of October have turned into the cold soggy days of November. I must admit, I am dreading winter this year, not just for the cold, but because with the cold means more time inside. There will probably be a lot of days that we wont be able to go out at all. The girls will be fine with this, but Samuel needs to be outside at least some every day. He is never more content than when he is playing around in the dirt, or some other busy outside task he has found. And he is never more discontented on rainy days when he can't go out at all. Then he's a terror. I'd hate to raise a child like Samuel in a city.
Charlotte Mason advocated getting out even in rainy weather, and where as I don't see anything wrong with this per se, I just don't particularly like going out in the rain. Especially winter rain. I wonder if Miss Mason did, or just recommended it for other people. At this point in time I can't send the twins out even if there are puddles on the ground, as they drink out of puddles. It's embarrassing, particularly in public, but I can't seem to break them of it. Maybe they'll grow out of it before winter hits in earnest... Maybe.