Ah, snow is so very pretty while it's falling when you're tucked safely inside your home, sipping Bailey's-laced cocoa beside a glowing fireplace, snuggled under your comfiest clothes and your comfiest blankies, wearing your comfiest socks... but then, the kids want to go out to play in it, and that's the end of that fantasy.
Friday afternoon, we let the kids out into the snow to romp and play. They were all dressed in their winter coats and scarves and gloves and boots (except for Buddy who didn't have boots that fit) and snowpants (how is it that I didn't get snowpants for Buddy?). Because it was the first snowfall of the season, I had to take pictures. It's a law or something. Wearing my sweatpants, sweatshirt, winter coat and winter boots, I went outside to take pictures of my children enjoying the snow.
In truth, I had intended to go no further than the garage, but since I was wearing my boots anyway, I walked as far as the driveway. Then Sweet Pea was calling me "Mom, I'm stuck!" I said, "Well, Honey, just stand up. It'll be ok..." "But Mom", she says, "I AM standing." Heh. So, then I trudged further away from the warmth of our home to the snowdrifts along the driveway and side of the house to rescue Sweet Pea from the snow.
I took a bunch of pictures, and followed the kids to the backyard to take some more.
They were playing on the playset, and the fabulous deck that Hubby built. Since there are no railings on the deck, it was hard to discern where the stairs were in all the snow. I didn't want the kids to get hurt. I made my way over to the deck, shuffling a path with my feet for Buddy to walk in, because he was getting stuck rather easily in the deep snow, too. I found the one deck stair and proceeded to shuffle the snow off with my feet (I wasn't wearing any gloves). Sure enough, I slipped and lost my balance. In what I'm sure would have been a very entertaining sequence on America's Funniest Videos, my arms started pinwheeling as I felt myself falling backwards. Thankfully, the snow broke my fall. I landed on my behind in the snow, while my children watched -- and laughed. Seriously, though, it was funny. Funnier still was when I stood up to brush the snow off of me, I noticed our backyard neighbor smiling at me. She had seen the whole thing. I just waved and smiled back at her.
The girls had a great time playing in the snow,and went through every pair of mittens they owned. Buddy had come in much earlier. They were pinked cheeked when they came in, and I had them change into dry clothes and cuddle under the blankets while watching television for a bit to warm up.
Strangely enough (not), after waking up super early (did I mention they were awake at FOUR FREAKIN THIRTY IN THE MORNING?) and playing outside in the cold and heavy wet snow all afternoon, they all fell asleep pretty quickly Friday night.
Here are some of the pictures I took as I braved the elements:
This picture speaks to the drop in temperatures from the day before. One day it's 60 degrees, the next, it's below 30. Somehow, this fly got caught unaware in a snow drift.
Can we go outside to play now? How 'bout now? Now?
Snow patterns on the window above our front door
Punkin helping Buddy
Sweet Pea standing in the snow
To the backyard
Inside looking out