It's The Little Things: Snow Day

Sunday morning brought a small snow storm and the girls screamed with excitement at the huge falling flakes. On the way home from church the only thing they talked about was playing in that snow.

How could I say no.

We ate lunch, bundled up, dug the sled out of the attic and headed out.


The sled was a Christmas present, from last year, that I had to cut the tags off of. Last winter was a bit of a disappointment in the snow department. These girls were ready to finally put their sled to use. 

Never in my life did I ever imagine that I would be thankful for this hill. It is TERRIBLE to mow. I tried it once, almost ran myself over with the mower and swore to never do that again. Years of despise led me to this day when we finally had a sled and girls big enough to really enjoy playing in the snow. 

Not everyone is luck enough to have a great sledding hill in their front yard.

Fun for the girls, mom and dad! 

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My pretty little snow angel.

And my ornery stinker who clobbered me with a snow ball. Next time, she will regret that decision. 

It's only mid November, technically still "fall", and we have already played in the snow. I am guessing this probably won't be the last time this year either.

And of course the best part of playing in the snow is coming inside for a cup of hot cocoa.

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