Winter Wonderland

We officially have a White Christmas on our hands. I knew some freezing rain was coming, but wasn't really planning on the blizzard warnings based on the 40mph winds tossing snow about. In fact, as I type, my parents are stuck on the side of the road 2 miles from their house, waiting for my Uncle to come and save them because it would be quite a hike home in calf deep snow. Why are they out? Tina had to work. Apparently animals at the vet still have to eat, even if in zero visibility snow. I am not an animal person, so I'll plead the fifth.

Joshy and Ben have been chomping at the bit all morning, wanting to get out and play in the thickening white blanket covering our lawn. With the wind whipping about, we figured if we bundled them up and took them out they would be begging to come back in. Yes, we are that dumb. They loved it which makes me think that they are not their mother's child. I don't mind snow and I love wind but not wet wind that gives me frostbite. I much prefer the woods and leaves and sun that speckles the ground to slowly losing feeling in my toes. Still, the boys and John had a blast as I stood in the door way, snapping pictures. There were snowballs thrown and laughs traded and tears when they finally had to come inside. I expect much more time out tomorrow when the sun has reemerged to replace the bone chilling wind.

Merry Christmas from three snow covered boys and one sensible, warm girl.