Saturday is the absolute best day for it to snow. It started snowing Friday night, which is even better, now that I think about it, because you wake up with snow already on the ground. Coming from my childhood in the ATL, I still get excited when I see snow out the window. It hovered at 15 deg F all morning, so it was the beautiful, tiny, sticks-to-nothing snow us southerners ain't never seen a'fore. Well, Nate and I did experience it in Wisconsin, but that fact ruins my hackneyed, deep-fried joke.
|Wisconsin '03: This is what you call "butt ass cold."|
|Sitting on a frozen lake! My face is in there somewhere.|
|Our 1st time experiencing "teeny tiny snow."|
I can't believe those pictures are from nearly 10 years ago! Yesterday was Charlotte's first time walking in the snow, and she got a kick out of it. I'm not positive whether she was more fond of the six inches of fluffy snow or the pretty pink pom-poms on her snow boots.
I'm linking up to Steppin' Out Saturday, so I'll let you in on the secret to Charlie's winter weather attire: Old Navy, baby. Except the mittens, those are Columbia via TJ Maxx. The snow bib was a rare brand spankin' new purchase in September (which is apparently when you purchase such things in Beantown; wait until January like we did last year, and you end up with an ugly black bib two sizes too big. See below). The remaining articles (pom-pom boots, pom-pom hat, jacket) were thrifted at my favorite local shop. You know, the place with the nutty mom. Nate's not fond of the pink camou, but I kinda like that she looks like a miniature deer hunter.
Vivi is already an old hat at the snow thing, so as soon as she stepped foot in it, and I mean it when I say the girl hadn't even laid a hand on it yet, she announced "This isn't snowman snow, Mommy." That's my girl. Err, well, maybe some northerner's girl.
|Snow angel action shot.|
No matter, I had an excellent time with whoever's kid that was in my front yard. She made snow angel after snow angel, grinning the whole time. I never quite caught her snow-angel-making-face on camera, but it was a hilarious combination of my famous sticky-out-tongue action and a scrunchy thinking face. This is the best shot of it I got:
I entered this photo in Paper Mama's Favorite Photo of January challenge.
Poor Daddy had to watch the fun from inside, since his broken leg is still in a robo-boot. After lots of snow angel making, snow fights, trail blazing, and the world's shortest game of hide-n-seek ("I see you! Now it's my turn to hide." 10 seconds later... "I see you!"), we headed inside for Charlie's nap. Then Vivi and I made pizza, which is something Vivi has been wanting to do ever since she made it at school recently. She gave me pointers along the way:
"Don't push too hard with the rolling pin, Mommy, or you will rip a hole in the dough."
"Just pick up small handfuls of cheese, Mommy, or you'll spill it."
"You should do the part with the sauce because I will make a mess. No! Not like that! Get a spoon."
As for the Bostonians with their panties in a wad, I knew we'd get snow all along. According to the folks at NPR this morning, the last time Boston went a winter without snow was 1997, and they complained the whole season. They ended up having a huge snow storm (complete with green lightning!) on April Fool's Day. Cue Nelson.
Yours in keepin' it real,