A Life Stirred

It’s Snow-vember!

on November 5, 2014

It’s not secret that I love snow.  I get really excited about every snowstorm we have (even the ones in April).  It tends to make me fairly unpopular in the winter.

I just can’t help it.

And there’s something about the first snow of the year.  Beautiful and fresh and new.  <happy sigh>

This past weekend we had our first snowfall of the year.  And instead of a light dusting, we got like 8-1o inches of snow (it drifted so it was really hard to tell)!  It was like an overnight winter wonderland!

I took the girls out on Sunday.  Joanna (my February baby who has earned the nickname “Tundra Baby”) loved it!  She thought sledding was the best.  Plus, now she’s big enough to sled down the hill and drag her own sled back up the hill!!  Ah-mazing!

This was mid-storm.

One inch on the ground; eight more to go!

Claire, on the other hand, was not as impressed with the snow.  As a June baby, she was horrified by the white stuff and really confused about all the layers and the boots.  She didn’t mind being pulled in the sled, but even that wasn’t always a hit.  She tipped out a few times, face-planting into the snow…so I can understand her aversion.

Snow is her kryptonite.

Snow is her kryptonite. She couldn’t get up.

Anyway, overall, the girls enjoyed the snow.  Or at least they enjoyed the cupcake I gave them when we came inside.  Bribery?  Maybe.

I’ll leave you with photographic evidence that time passes at a ridiculous speed.

October 2013

October 2013

November 2014

November 2014

Seriously.  Who told them they could get so big?  (Joanna always answers that question, “Claire Bear told me.”)


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s