We were supposed to get lots of snow this past weekend. It changed from 1 to 3 inches, 2 to 4 inches, 4 to 6 inches, and just kept growing. The kids even got out of school in anticipation of the great blizzard heading our way. It was supposed to start snowing at 3 p.m. and snow until 4 p.m. on Saturday. It did start snowing right on time. But it was a piddly little snow that wouldn't ever lay or amount to anything. I assured the kids when they went to bed that it would be there in the morning when they woke up. (I think I look as forward to a good snow as they do.) I woke up several times through the night and the amount of snow didn't really increase and certainly didn't impress me! Stupid weather people. We were actually angry with the weathermen, like it was their fault. The disappointment over our lack of snow was palpable.
On Saturday night, though, we got a little more snow. When it was mixed with the little bit we got on Friday night we ended up with enough to do some mud/snow sledding.
First, you have to see the farm that we were sledding at. It's my cousins' farm. My grandmother and their grandfather were brother and sister. They are still farming it and we are still enjoying it!
That's Alex, that pink speck at the bottom of the hill.
Unfortunately, I didn't write down all the stories my grandmother told me about growing up on this farm but I do remember her telling me that they walked these fence rows to get to school. And they took biscuits for lunch. Funny the stuff that we remember...
I don't know what it is with boys, but when they play in the snow, they lay in it, waller in it, roll in it, and are completely wet only a few minutes into it.
Alex and Micah on the tube. In most of the pictures I have of Alex she has her mouth WIDE OPEN!
Back to the difference in boys and girls. We had sleds, tubes, snow boards, and then we had the ramp. One thing always leads to another...
I think he could have stuck his landing if he didn't like falling so much. Which goes back to the boys who like to dive, roll, and waller in the snow!
The girls on the other hand, sled for a little while, then perched themselves on this hill for a little chat. Girls like to do that. Chat.
When this EVIL, hater of snow days drove by ON A SUNDAY!!! Alex threw a snowball at it. They must get that a lot, cause they tooted their horn at her. Just like the kids who plotted against the snow plow driver on the movie Snow Day.
The longer we played, the muddier it got so we changed hills. This hill had new snow that no one had trampled yet. The reason they hadn't been on this hill yet was that it was REALLY steep, and... there was a fence at the bottom of it. We told them they HAVE to bail before they get to the fence.
They went really fast on this hill. (Alex's mouth is open again.)
And, the boys are really good at falling so the fence was not a problem!
Like all good Snow Days, it ended in a snowball fight. This snow was so wet it balled up like a ball of ice. It stung a little.
RUN ANTHONY!!
Micah and Alex took snow balls to the ear - and that HURT!
My brother, the perpetual playmate, also participated in the snowball fight. Without gloves!
No day is complete without a little therapy for Alex. She has personal space issues and everyone thinks it is their duty to decondition her. She gets lots of hugs, many of them unwanted. Brad is holding her while her Uncle John kisses her on the cheek. If you only knew how many pictures I have like this.
And it still ain't workin.
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