But the fire is so delightful.
And since we’ve no place to go,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
OK… this post comes nearly a month after my last one. I’m not going to factor that February is a short month, though I could use that as an excuse. Instead, I’m just going to make an effort to blog more. You deserve that, as my readers, right? Hello? Are there any of you out there still? Have I lost you all? Hello? Hello? Anybody out there? If so, please let me know.
Last month we had a beautiful day of snow. It snowed more than any other day that I can remember in the ten years that I have lived in Atlanta. It was gorgeous. And what better way to spend the day than to go sledding in the backyard, make a snowman, and warm up by the fire. I’d love to add that we warmed up drinking hot chocolate by the fire, but that would be a lie. We didn’t. I think James asked for it at one point, but we were so busy running in and out into the snow that it never happened.
Thomas went outside with me just long enough to take this picture. It was his first time in the snow, because this doesn’t really count, and he wasn’t quite sure what to think of it.
OK, I lied. He went down double black diamond Roe with us once, too. Then he went inside. I had a blast hugging onto my boys during this run.
Jim took a turn on the lid of a box. It worked, kinda, but we were still experimenting with what would work the best.
The Viars, our next door neighbors, came through with this sled. It worked the best, and we all took turns making runs in our yard, and the yard two doors down.
James and I loved this and did it quite a few times.
Next the boys set out to make a snowman. Jim taught James and Brock how to roll the snow into a big ball. After it was big and round, they pulled out all of the leaves and pine needles to make it clean.
See guys? You just roll it like this all over the yard and pretty soon you’ll have a big ball. James and Brock each made a few of their own. I think theirs actually ended up being the belly and head of our snowman.
Insert a carrot for the nose, some coal (aka, charcoal) for the eyes, a corn cob pipe, a hat, and scarf and we were all set.
James, Frosty, and Jim.
I just love this picture and felt that it needed to be included in the snow day pictures.
After the snow man building, we went for a nature hike in the woods behind our house. Well, Jim, James, and Brock went. By this time Thomas was awake from his afternoon slumber so I retreated back to the house to warm up and play.
Brock and James continued to sled after the hike, and were pretty good troopers when it came to the cold weather. They didn’t complain too much, and for the most part stayed pretty dry and warm.
Thomas did a great job of helping pop popcorn inside where it was a balmy 68 degrees.
It continued to snow throughout the night, and this was the scene the next morning. All of the footprints and snow tracks were covered with new snow, and the sun was shining beautifully in the morning sky. Unfortunately, the sun was a little warmer than the snow could handle, and most of it was melted by mid-afternoon.























































