Snow Play in Spring

On our way to church there were little wisps in the air, but nothing much. Three hours later on our way out to the car, the thick flakes flew through the air, but hadn't stuck yet on the pavement. This morning we woke to white lawns and some snow on the driveway, so the kids and I bundled to shovel. Ironically, by the time we made it outside, the sun had worked its magic, and there wasn't much left on the sidewalk or driveway, but there was just enough for play time. I think Miss V's favorite part was me pulling her with rope on our flat sled. I'm pretty sure Mr C just liked eating the snow.

Thinking back on the first snow of this last winter when we built our little snowman, I had no idea we'd be in Salt Lake by the end of it, but we do like our new home and Zak's new job. And no matter where we go, these kiddos are so adorable!

 

It's Snowtime!

Our recent snowfall left some good packing snow, and since I have an active child, we decided to build a snowman together!

Annual Battle of the Century

While visiting my parents, I noticed a Born Loser comic taped to my parents' door. The comic boy was playing catch by himself. My brother had written, "To Dad, Sincerely, Ammon." Dad finally decided it was time for their "Annual Battle of the Century." With several inches of snow (December in Utah) they decided catch wouldn't be doable, so they attempted hitting snowballs with a bat until moving on to a white flying disc-because, you know, that's easy to spot in the snow. Dad and Ammon both love to joke and tease, but seeing them play and laugh together portrayed the heart of Christmas. Their own "Cat's in the Cradle" moment.

They only hit Dad's observatory a few times.

Ammon has skills.

They don't watch dish tv from 1980. Dad uses it for radio astronomy.

Dad "nudged" Ammon into the snow.