So New England is famous for many things: Fall, REAL maple syrup, History...and long, long, cold, snowy winters. This winter is no exception. Why is it that when packing up the Christmas tree and decorations my mind automatically jumps into "...and now it's time for spring..." mode? I mean, I've lived here long enough to know that there are still 3 more long, dark, bitterly cold months ahead. Followed by MUD SEASON. Spring is no where near. To prove it, we present the following evidence:
The photo above is of the 3 kids...in a snow bank...that towers over their heads and could be used as a ski jump.
This is a photo of Cass trudging home...(at least THIS year we can see our porch railing. 2 years ago Cass could stand on the snow bank that hid the railing AND she could touch the roof.)
Kayla....standing in a snow bank. 
And the boy...just being cute and loving the snow. To a child this is a winter wonderland of fun, snowballs, slipping and sliding, building snowmen, making forts and drinking hot chocolate. For a mom this means soggy clothes, driving with a white knuckle grip and a constant prayer, washing the hot chocolate mugs.....and...I confess...loving the smiles on those rosey cheeks.
4 comments:
I miss you. I don't miss that weather. Come visit! It's nice here!
Sorry about all the snow, the other day I turned to Brandon and said "isn't it nice to live some where where winter actually takes a breather every now and then"
We're jealous of the snow. We had one day of snow here and our family spent it stuck in an 8 hour traffic jam. If you missed the story, see our blog. The kids are so cute!
Red noses and happy faces - what a wonderful time kids have being outdoors - before they learn that it isn't fun unless it costs money (skiing etc.)
Enjoy the snow - much more fun than the mud or slush!
Miss you, love the pictures and narratives!
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