Snow Days...Light

The snow has been greatly appreciated around here. You would probably hear a very different story if you spoke to any other adult in a 50 mile radius, but my children have been in some kind of frozen Heaven, and I have enjoyed experiencing that with them. (Though I get cold much more quickly than I remember as a child.)

I have so many pictures, and I haven't gone through most of them yet. Michael is working nights this rotation though, so I am hoping I will have a chance to get through them all. (If Eleanor sleeps, which isn't looking promising at this point.) I wanted to share a few though. Even our old dog, Jake, has been in on the fun. You'd think he was a puppy again. Snow does that to him. Snow does that to me too! (I love snow, even if it wasn't quite Snowmageddon by my standards.)

Almost a foot of snow on the ground, and what does he do? Runs right out and flops down face first. I do believe he might be my son.

No mittens? That's okay. We have socks. (And three layers of everything else on too.)

"Mama! It's so yummy!"

Age is very clearly just a number with this guy! He just turned thirteen, but you'd never know it to look at him in the snow. He would have stayed out for hours after we were all spent if we'd let him. 

Snowmageddon 2016

It's winter in Colorado. This means that we've spent quite a bit of time inside lately. Even when we don't have snow (and we don't have as much as you'd think) the wind cutting over Pike's Peak is often blowing too hard and too frigid to spend a lot of time outdoors. 

The last few days have been spring like though. Not shorts weather by any means, (though Parker has tried) but the boys have been able to wear only their fleeces while they build elaborate obstacle courses in the back yard. 

They say it's just the calm before the storm though, because apparently Snowmageddon 2016 is knocking on our door tomorrow. I've certainly commented before that I'm surprised how they handle snow out here. A couple of inches is treated like a couple of feet would be back home, and I guess I expected people living at the base of a mountain range to be more used to it. They aren't. The lines at the grocery stores reached all the way back to the dairy section today as everyone stocked up for the end of the world. 

We avoided that, and instead decided to play out front while we could. The boys ran over to get their friends two doors down, and The Lady ran up and down our front walk laughing with delight. Every time she reached me she'd throw her arms around me as if she hadn't seen me in weeks. It's lovely to feel so special! 

She loves the wind!

After awhile she decided she'd run after her brothers and their friends, (who were just so sweet to her too) and I chatted with their mama as it got obviously cooler. Maybe there is something to this Snowmageddon thing after all. I guess we'll see tomorrow. I'm predicting 2-3 inches tops, and utter chaos because of it too. We'll see. If you don't hear from me I'm probably dancing in the middle of the street singing Do You Want to Build a Snowman? at the top of my lungs.