The weather man said that we were in for a dusting of the white stuff. I’d say we have a bit more than a dusting.
When you live in the Pacific Northwest, home of the everlasting rainy day, and you wake up to a winter wonderland, the world seems to shut down. Everything is quiet. No cars. No rain pounding down. Even the sound of kids building snowmen is a bit muffled by inches of snow.
We play outside for a while, and then come in for cocoa. Our snow clothes go into the dryer, while we warm up, but then it’s back outside. We know this won’t last. Cooper’s a big fan of the white stuff.
I tried to convince my kids to pose for a picture by the shed, but they were too busy throwing snowballs at each other.
After playing outside, for hours on end, we’re all a little cold and tired. Curling up with a good book is the perfect activity on a cold winter day. P-Dub and I bonded over the weekend. I read her book, the love story about how she met her hubby. Awww. So sweet. I just love her. She’s my idol. (Sorry Martha, she’s taken over your spot.)
Happy Monday!
The same thing happens when it snows here in Texas! The world comes to a wonderful quiet halt! I'm with you regarding P-Dub…she is much more fun than Martha!