Frosty

There's nothing quite like the first snow of the season. Even though it just barely covered the grass, K and D still managed to gather enough to build themselves a pretty decent snowman! (or snowbaby...maybe we'll get a little more to work with next time!)

You've just gotta love the 20 minutes it takes to get bundled up for such an adventure! Long johns, extra socks, a few shirts and sweatshirts, the mittens, snowpants, boots, coats, hats and don't forget the scarves! Then when it's all said and done, they look just like the little brother in "A Christmas*Story" and can barely walk through the snow, let alone play in it! In fact, the toasty little tikes can barely get themselves back up if they happen to take a tumble in all of that snow!

So I thought I was so smart and bought all new boots and snowpants last year a size or so too big so that they'd still fit this season. Then I was not so smart, 'cause I didn't have them try it all on before the snow actually arrived. After trying to squeeze Big Butter into a size 2T snow pant (he's almost a 5 now) and spending a good (or actually BAD) 5 minutes trying to get LuLu's foot into her boot (calling her Drizella*and*Anastasia the whole time) I started thinking...hmmm, maybe that was 2 years ago!

The best part was that D and I were the first to see the snow, while it was actually falling at 4am! (I swear, one of these nights EVERYONE will sleep until the sun actually begins to rise!) "Mom, what's that? It's so pretty!" So then, of course we got to sit and watch it fall for a while... just the two of us in the dark, quiet house, watching the snowflakes falling gently, quietly to the ground... and whispering about all the fun he would have in the morning with that fresh, cold, beautiful snow! Anyone who knows my Big Butter can understand how I wanted to hold on to that moment! Even if it was at 4am!