So, your toddler has a snow day…

You spent your entire childhood (and adulthood, let’s face it) loving snow days. I mean, come on! It’s a free day at home!

 

And then you had a toddler.

 

Remember how you were going to be the best mother ever? You weren’t going to be that frazzled, exhausted mother—no—you were going to be The Best. So far, you’ve been The Okayest at the whole parenting thing.

 

And then the snow day happened.

 

It was just another day at work. You had been watching the weather reports, hoping for some snow. Come on, the brown grass just looks sooo much better under a blanket of magic. Then the clouds rolled it and the powder began to fall.

 

As you stared out the window, it hit you: you should probably go pick up your kid from daycare while the roads are still decent. So, you pack up your stuff, get in the car, and head down the road. In your mind, you’re assembling a list of things you want to get done now that you’ll have the afternoon at home.

 

Hahahahaha! I laugh at you. Hahahaha! You think you’re going to get anything done?!

 

You and your little one arrive home. You start in on your list and your toddler runs around the house.

 

Fast forward three minutes: your toddler wants pretzels. You get him pretzels.

 

Back to your list.

 

Fast forward five minutes: your toddler, who is just starting to potty train, wants to go to the bathroom. You take off his pants and diaper and walk him into the bathroom…. And he never pees.

 

So, you figure why not use the snow day to potty train?!

 

Good luck with that.

 

Your toddler will now spend the day walking around the house with his junk hanging out. Really, he’s pretty good at going to the potty when he wants to… but god forbid you go in with him. Or ask if he needs to go. He’s a grown two year old, don’t you know, mama??

 

And you’re back to your list again. But he wants more snacks. He wants you to pick him up and put him down… 3 times before you get smart and say now.

 

Then you’re starting to get frustrated. He’s a ball of energy that missed his nap.

There are just so many things you planned to do! So you turn on the TV.

 

Don’t think that’ll give you a break—it’s just going to add more noise.

 

He’s walking around the house, throwing toys, and screaming “Let it goooo, let it goooo, let it gooooo.”

 

Before you freak out, here are a few pointers:

 

  1. Feed the kid. Pretzels, cheese, crackers, fruit, milk, juice… whatever. Just shove food down his throat. They can’t talk too well if they’re chewing.
  2. Accept that you’ll have a partially naked toddler running around the house if you are trying to potty train. Bonus: he sets himself on the toilet. Minimal work for you.
  3. Whatever it was you planned on doing today, forget it. Find something else unimportant to do. Even that might not get done.
  4. Eventually that kid is going to want an actual meal. So, make sure you have some Mac & Cheese or Spaghetti O’s on hand. Don’t pretend you’re a gourmet chef, because you’re not.
  5. Have an arsenal of activities at the ready: crayons and paper, books, toys, playdough, what have you. Be prepared to redirect him every seven minutes.
  6. If the roads aren’t terrible, go to the store. You don’t need anything… but go anyway. It’ll get you (and your toddler!) out of the house (BONUS: adult contact!). Just know that you’ll probably spend a lot of money on completely unnecessary things.

 

Today has been a long day. You and I both know it. You also know that you’ve had better parenting days. You’ve also had worse parenting days.

 

That daycare provider is a saint. And you’re a pretty darn good mother.

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