Let it snow, let it snow, let it SNOW!

It snowed for two days straight. School was cancelled. There was SO MUCH SNOW! My mom of all people really wanted to go and play in it and so we donned the multiple layers and braved the outdoors. The weather wasn't cold at all, but just perfect for playing.

Any day in the snow requires 4 things:
1. Snowball fight
2. Snow Angels
3. Snowman
4. Hot chocolate

Naturally we began with a snowball fight--instigated by my mother. McKenzie and my cousin Michelle joined us and it turned into a splendid war. Kameron got on the Brute Force (mom's fourwheeler) and started plowing the snow into a big pile in preparation for a later snow fort. He joined us eventually and we made pathetic attempts at trying to hit him. I got him square in the face once, and got more than my fair share of payback. Between the three of us aiming at him we might have made 1 or 2 hits, but we were all pretty lousy shots.

Next we attempted to make our snow angels, at my mother's request. But Michelle insisted that you can't make snow angels in this snow, "because, watch." She dropped to the ground with her arms outstretched and a mound of snow fell on her head, covering her face completely. Because, apparently, you get buried. Point taken.

But of course we all had to try. And we were indeed buried.

We discovered that this snow was not particularly ideal for snowmen, even though it rocked for snowballs. The pretty and round shape typical of these winter figures was very difficult to create. First of all it didn't roll very well. Secondly, it had a bad habit of picking up cancerous growths. We heave-ho-ed the pieces together and then shaved them into the roundest shapes we could muster. Mom found a carrot, scarf, and plenty of buttons and we slowly created his face. She found an old pair of spectacles and a hat that belonged to my grandpa and we added them to the mix. Kam cut some tree branches for arms and Michelle took sticks to make adorable eyebrows. I'm fairly certain this is the cutest snowman I have ever made.



Michelle, McKenzie and I brainstormed ideas for a name, because he most assuredly needed a name. Walter, Sedgwick, Franklin, Sylvester, Harold, Fredrick, Robert,..... but he looked most like a Howard. So this is Howard our snowman.


Michelle made a little dog for Howard and he was the cutest thing ever. With buttons for his eyes and nose and a cute red ribbon, who can resist such a puppy? The Santa hat was also a nice touch.


Girls make snow angels and snowmen, and boys get in snowball fights and make snow forts. Kameron had amassed a enormous pile of snow and so we made it bigger, packed it down, and began to dig through it. It's hard work, let me tell you. I let little Megan do most of the digging and I helped clear out the extra snow. It took a long time but they made it all the way through the pile and made a little room. My kneecaps froze (I know, right?) and so I baled before it was finished, but they worked on it until the sun went down and I had hot chocolate waiting for them inside. It's so wonderful to come inside and take off your wet clothes and warm up with hot cocoa.



The next day it rained and this was all that remained of poor Howard. He may be lost, but he is not forgotten!

Best day in the snow ever? Heavens yes! Why I haven't done this in years I'll never know. Thanks mom. :)