Snow 2011

I don't remember a white Christmas in my lifetime. (I don't remember because it was in the late 1800s the last time it happened here.) It came and went without much drama. Little did we know what was coming just a few shorts weeks away.


















The forecast was for it to start snowing around 9 pm Sunday night. Maybe 2 or 3 inches, but that was all they were forecasting. Around 9 am the next morning, we were supposed to get start sleeting mixed in with frozen rain. Around 9 it started to snow....buckets. They quickly started changing their models.


















We ended up with roughly 5 inches. It was beautiful. I ventured out before the boys were up so I could get pictures. (I have learned with our other piddly snows that once they are out, there are no more pretty pictures.) I had no idea then that I wouldn't go back outside until Friday.

I have never seen a kid love the cold and snow so much. Christopher would stay out for hours and come in soaking wet covered in snow/ice/water.

We are so thankful for our friends that had various types of cold weather play things....sleds, snowboards....things that we don't have.

James tried it all. The sled, the snowboard, a big cardboard box. They had so much fun.

Christopher became quite adept at snowboarding after about "5,000" tries. He was so sore the next day and couldn't figure out why. Hmmm. I wonder.

This is what the street behind us looked like 4 days into the week. That is a street that you can barely make out through the trees. It was a solid block of ice. Two snows before January 15th - I hope that's not a sign of things to come.

Guess What??? SNOW!!!!

Sweet Christopher has been hoping for snow ever since it snowed last January.  We all figured his chance for this winter was over.  We were WRONG!!

Just look at these glorious, super large snowflakes.  The ground was wet and cold so it started sticking quickly and like crazy.

The boys immediately went outside to play in it.  It thundered once.  When I got outside Christopher was counting.  He got to 40 and stopped.  He quite emphatically stated that the storm was 40 miles away.  I asked if he saw lightning.  No.  How did he know when to start counting?  When it thundered.  How did he know when to stop?  When he was ready to.  Works for me.

This one just finished a race a few hours before.  He had been hoping for weather like this for his race.  It was just a few degrees too warm for actual snow.  After actually racing in very, very cold rain, I think he decided that was cold enough.  I have a separate post about that in a bit. 

We're just all very glad we have snow this winter so we don't have to go through the entire summer hearing about how a certain someone didn't get to see snow this year.  Thanks to the God of so many blessings - big and small.