red & yellow, black & white: snow much snow

They promised us snow, and it came to pass. It's hard to believe. Usually down here, they say it's gonna "winter mix", or ice, or "dust" the ground, but this time they said, "Buckle down, flood to the nearest grocery store and empty the refrigerated departments! The snow is coming!" We should have known it might just really happen with the Polar Vortex and all freezing the south this winter. The first snow was beautiful. It caught me off guard, that's for sure. I didn't think it would really do anything at all, but it did of course, and school was cancelled for THE WHOLE WEEK. Goodness gracious. But the snow that came a week and a half later was just wonderful! I was prepared and how could I not be with Dale and John reminding us over and over again every Olympic commercial break that we could prepare to see up to a foot or more of snow! By the time the second snow fall came we were all in the right spirits to enjoy being cooped up in the house for a solid week...and now for the pictures to prove it.

Hb might have enjoyed the first round of snow more than the second. Something about her fingers being sooooo cold and she JUST couldn't take any more frozen fingertips!

Don't mistake the snow for gray hair, I pay money for you not to make that mistake

The Moose's first snow experience. His face cracks me up. He was walking around saying, "oooh!" and making his face shake like he was trembling from cold. Or his face might HAVE been trembling from legitimate cold.

Zeke finally decided to come out and enjoy some fun...he was pretty grumpy the first snow go round, it might have had to do with the fact that the snow MELTED by the second day and yet they still cancelled three days of school.

This is when he just couldn't take it anymore. He and Hb are much the same. A switch goes off inside them and they realize that THEIR FINGERS ARE FREEZING and it's like a life alert inside them goes haywire or something. Shrills from Hb and headbutts from the Moose come directly after the alert has sounded.

Mmmmm, snow cream. Regardless of what falls down from the sky with the snow, it makes a mean snow cream. The moment we see the first flakes start to fall we try to get our snow cream bowl outside. When it's got enough to work with we mix fresh sweetened whipped cream and vanilla with the white stuff. That's fun.

Here we have three happy kids who have woken up to school cancellations and white snow all over the ground. The third kid is me.

First snowman of the season

Dance party!

Sad. But see, buddy, I remember those head butts from the last time I let you out there. I just don't think you can handle frozen digits again. Not without Dad home to help. Sorry.