We’ve had one snowy day this winter. One. It is a good thing our state motto was changed from “Greatest Snow on Earth” to “Life … Elevated” because this year just has not been up to snuff.
Fortunately, our snow day was on a day when we could actually go out and play. A Saturday. Chores were put on hold. Layers and boots and hats and mittens and gloves were piled on and out into the backyard we all went.
The dogs were THRILLED to have us come play with them.
Billy and Rusty went right to work uncovering our picnic table.
Tommy was thrilled to be outside. However, his puffy jacket and snow pants made it a little difficult to maneuver. If he fell down (which seemed to happen a lot) he wasn’t able to get upright again. See him in the background of that picture with Rusty … yep, he’s stuck. He’s about to start calling for me to come help him stand up. It was cute and sad all at once.
Ricky was ready to get his snowman making on. He began working on a snowman bottom right away.
He made pretty good progress with that bottom, too.
Tommy just had fun walking around in the snow … and falling down and calling for help to get upright again.
Rusty just explored.
Kevin was supposed to be working on the snowman middle, but his middle ended up bigger than Ricky’s bottom. Ricky didn’t really approve of that, so when Kevin took a snow angel break, Ricky pounced.
We eventually got it figured out and Rusty and Billy decorated the snowman up …
Our snowman actually lasted a couple of weeks … before the rain came and wiped him out.
What kind of winter is this?
