While much of the north laughs at what constitutes a southern snow day, the fact is we don't get a lot of snow in the south (this warm weather is why everyone likes to visit us in the winter ;-). Anyway, the rare occasion where we do get more than ice or just a dusting of snow, we try to make the most of our DAY because that is as long as it generally lasts. For the Hale family, this meant sleeping in a bit since school was canceled and we didn't have to be out of the house by 8:30.
We enjoyed looking out our window and seeing a few inches of beautiful fluffy snow covering our yard. Then before we played and the snow got messy, we scooped up a bowl of fresh snow and made snow cream. Graeme likes to help me "make" in the kitchen and he was a great helper for this simple recipe. He is now as big a fan of snow cream as he is of ice cream.
After finally convincing the boys that this unusual cold was something they wanted to try out (neither has really experienced snow since we haven't had a multi-inch accumulation of snow since Graeme was too little to appreciate much less remember it and I don't know that Liam has had any at all. So we put on our layers and headed out.
Graeme is in a cowboy phase so he chose a long sleeve button up, his Australian cowboy hat from Papa Witt, his cowboy boats, gloves, scarf and since we can't convince him to wear a coat as a cowboy-mommy's fleece vest. He had so much fun outside that he didn't want to come in and hardly registered any cold until he came in.
Liam was so excited to try out the snow (It's so FLUFFY!) and he loved it.
While the snow was too soft for a snowman and didn't pack into great snowballs, we had a blast throwing the snow at each other and running around in the backyard.
We showed the boys how to make snow angels but they couldn't be convinced to lay down in the snow and make one of their own. (The natural brilliance of children avoiding being cold in wet simply for what mommy and daddy call "fun")
Mommy and daddy engaged not only in helping the boys with their snowballs but in pelting each other as well. Being a former softball player, it is considered a good thing to throw like a girl in our family and Mike was the recipient of a well-aimed head shot if I do say so myself :-).
The boys enjoyed learning more about the art of making a snowball from their father (okay, mostly they just wanted him to make them some ammo)
Which they used against their mother!
And each other!
We had a blast playing in our little bit of southern snow.
Cowboy Graeme and I even had a "snow"down, which he won, of course. I take my dramatic dying from a snowball very seriously.
After some fun snow antics, we headed inside for some hot cocoa and hang out time in front of the space heater. Then it was movie and iPad time in the back (we are still working on replacing the flooring in the living room). Chili for lunch, more fresh snow cream in the afternoon, soup planned for dinner and that is our southern snow day.
And we plan to have another snowball fight so watch out!
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