Who needs hockey for winter fun when Mother Nature delivers five and a half inches of new, fluffy snow?
My silly children thought it'd be funny to throw snowballs at Mom while she shoveled the sidewalk.
Coincidentally, AJ tripped soon after that and landed in a snowbank.
As he laid in the snow laughing, he came up with the brilliant idea that it would be fun to be buried in snow, like he'd done with leaves last fall. His sister was happy to help him with that.
As he laid their grinning with his eyes closed, I only had to comment, "Sydney, is that yellow snow you're throwing on him?" (It wasn't)
And suddenly he couldn't get up fast enough.
As AJ attempted to scramble to his feet, Gus was right there, wanting to play tug-of-war with AJ's gloves.
As tired as I am of winter, I have to say this is the best kind of snow. It's light and easy to shovel, and even faster to melt.
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