Snow Day

While we were in NYC, our house got hit by a little bit of snow.  Still not enough to be worth much, but enough for us to play in it a bit.  We need to get a sled, but this was barely more than a dusting, so we didn't miss much.

Robby has his own shovel, but found it much more entertaining to use dad's.  Even if he had to keep informing us that it was "Heavy".  That's one of his favorite words at the moment, so no surprise there.

And we may have neglected cleaning off the fire pit, but Robby was quick to remind us that there was snow there that needed to be shoveled.  Sure.  Go for it.

Our middle child, or youngest furry child, or...whatever gets almost as excited as the one that can SAY "snow".  Ok, maybe more excited.  As a puppy, Harper would lay outside in snow drifts until you physically pulled her inside, fearful that she would get frost bite.  Now getting to watch Robby throw snow for her to catch?  It's too adorable.  Chris threw the shovelful above, but Robby was attempting it, as well.  I love snow days, and can't wait for a REAL one soon!

Snow Day!

Yes, it flurried a few little flakes around Halloween, but today was the first day that the Lion could really play in the snow.  So, we bundled him up like he was in A Christmas Story, and made sure that he couldn't move.  And plopped him in the snow while we had fun with the dog.  It's so not fair.

We spent some time staring out the window when he woke up, and for the first time the world was entirely white.  I'm not sure exactly what he thought of it, but he talked to the snow for some time.

Later, we actually went out, and he seemed interested, but since he couldn't move, the excitement was more about what the dog was doing.

And, Harper has never loved anything more than the snow.  She could play in it all day if we let her.  Unfortunately, it was starting to get late enough that there were cars on our street, and we took her back inside the fence pretty quickly.

At least she got a little time to reminisce about her crazy puppy days when we had a couple of 2 ft snow storms in a row.

Funny enough, when I tried to have the Lion walk around, it was more like he was walking on the moon than in the snow.  His snow suit was just too cumbersome.  I can wait for the day when he can romp around with us!

Snowpocalypse

 

Harper LOVES the snow.  Not a little bit, not a whole lot, but with every cell in her body.  If she's not outside, she's whining to GO outside.  Or staring outside.  Or sniffing the floor for snow chunks to eat.  She makes up for all the people that weren't so thrilled by the 28" we got this weekend, or that are dreading the 12"+ that are coming Tuesday night.  That's actually not us.  We enjoy snow quite a lot.  But perhaps, not as much as the dog.

 

Measuring the snow by beer bottle height.

 

Resting in the snow with dad.

Hanging out at the park.