We woke up this morning to the beginnings of a wonderful light snow, the first we've had this year. Simon, who probably doesn't remember snow, since he's just now almost 2, gasped when I raised the blinds for the boys to look out.
"Oh, oh!" he kept saying, pointing and giggling. It was so fun to see the beginnings of winter through his eyes.
I don't know how many times Ethan asked if I would take him outside to build a snowman, but I kept reminding him to hang on until lunch time, when his dad would be home. (I am still sick, after all, and there is no way I'm going outside.) And of course Dave couldn't resist his two wonder-eyed blonds, begging for coats and mittens and snowball fights.
So they bundled up and headed outside.
Doesn't that last picture make you cold, just looking at it?
But then again, I just realized that the draft I am feeling is coming from... THE CRACKED OPEN WINDOW IN MY LIVING ROOM! I am betting I know who did that. :)
In other news, Dave and I are flying to Tucson tomorrow with his company for end of the year business meetings. We'll be gone 4 days, and they are putting us up in a beautiful resort. What a life! Our friends from Tucson warned us that a winter storm will be heading through this weekend (which means rain and cooler temps), but it still sounds fabulous.
And the boys get some grandparent time. That is, if my last post hasn't scared them off. :)