Snow! A Groundhog Day Snow Storm!
Okay, so "snow storm" is a bit of an exaggeration. It would be like calling a VW Bug a giant car. We got enough of a dusting of snow last Thursday evening that William's school was closed on Friday, and then it snowed again that night and we woke up to a winter wonderland on Saturday. The 9 am basketball game was cancelled (yeeha!), and I began scouring the house for weather-appropriate attire so we could venture outside and play.
We had a short-lived snow-handful fight (too loose and powdery to make good snowballs)
and William made a snow angel or four
We had a short-lived snow-handful fight (too loose and powdery to make good snowballs)
and William made a snow angel or four
and Andrew got in a few last tossed handfuls of snow
and then we went inside and guzzled down some hot chocolate, as God intended for snow days.
It's a good thing that we did our playing in the early morning (all of these photos were taken before 9 a.m.) because the snow had completely melted by early afternoon. It was if we had dreamed it.
Every time it snows, I reminisce about how it snowed the day Andrew was born, and how I was so relieved that I was actually in the hospital, safe, when the snowflakes began to fly. I fretted that whole winter that I would go into labor in the middle of one of that winter's frequent snowfalls, stranding me at our house. This year, I just worry about whether everyone has a hat and mittens and the right shoes. Much better.
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