sNOw day 2015

I had to borrow that title from a friend. It's the best way to describe what happened here today. We got almost five inches of snow, but still had school. Let's just say I think the Superintendent's phone might have rung off the literal hook today. It's probably still ringing or dead at this point.

Anyway, when Hubs and Riley got back from school (thank goodness we have the option for him to take the truck on days like this) he shoveled while the kids played in the snow piles. I've become very iPhone dependent for all my photos, but today I pulled out my real camera for a bit.

First, there were snow angels.

Then, there was snowball prep in anticipation of a snowball fight.



Interest in snowball fighting rapidly declined when they realized how cold the snow was down their neck so they decided to start eating their supplies.

Tastes good.


Meanwhile, Hubs was doing this. I asked him to give me his sassiest snow shoveling pose which of course cracked him up.


Suddenly, I was under attack. The minions must have hashed out a plan while I was distracted by my snow shoveling hottie.





I retreated to the garage just in time because then this started happening.

"Make it snow Dad!"  *None of my children were actually harmed in this activity.*


Stay warm out there friends and here's to more successful snow days in our future.

You Get What You Get

And try not to throw a fit that you might not even get one snow day this year.

I felt like a southerner bundling my kids up to go out and play in the measly snow we got this afternoon. But I didn't want them to miss out on what might be their only chance for snow play this year.

 Plus to them, any snow is magical.
 

Especially if your awesome Daddy will scrape up just enough snow to make snowballs for you to smash and throw.
 

And the snow is just wet enough that the snowballs will hold up even if you try juggling them back and forth between your sweet mitten covered hands.

Bigs Snow

Riley had been wishing for a "BIGS" snow. Two days after her birthday she got her wish. Now compared to the monster blizzards we had last year, this was nothing, but 8 inches is perfect for playing in.

Making a snowman.


Taking a break.


It was BITTER cold that day, but she was having the time of her life.


Mid-jump.


I triple dog dare ya.


"Bigs" snow = happy!


As a side note, you would never be able to tell looking at these photos, but about two hours later she threw up for the first time in her life. I knew she wasn't feeling well because she hadn't touched one bite of her lunch after all that playing. She and I were sitting on the couch and she asked if she could come snuggle with me. About a nanosecond after she crawled into my lap, she looked at me, said, "Mom?!?", and then turned on the works.

Summer in March

After a snowstorm and snow day on Monday we got to end our week with a beautiful weekend and temps in the 70s! Don't you just love a week that you can start in snow boots and a winter coat and end in your t-shirt and diaper?

This was Monday...


Tuesday...







And Sunday...I think we've got spring fever!