It's been a cold snowy week here.
Now, where we live, pretty darn cold in winter is normal.
Snow and ice storms are not so much.
We usually only get a couple of good snows a year so it's always a thrill.
It was so pretty and exciting to wake up to this:
For a two year old, snow and very cold is a whole new thing! "No!" Gabey calls, pointing with excitement. (To be carefully differentiated from his other very clear "no" for oh, many many things.)
Yesterday was one of our few official snow days, so the kids spent a good part of it looking like this: In and outside, bundled up, then shedding layers to drip on the mudroom floor.(Yeah, she does looks a tad cranky...it's drag to take the boots on and off and on and pull the jacket on and off and hang it up again.....it's a tough life when you're ten, oh my!)
Later it started to look a lot more like this all around, after first ice then snow all morning.And I know for many of you, this is small potatoes, a mere dusting. But for us, its big news and a big white chilly fluffy thrill. Anyhow, it won't last, but it's so fun and pretty while it does that I had to post it, for the record.