"We'll name him Frosty..."

We got outside to play this afternoon, while huge white flakes tumbled out of the sky. Although the wind is a little brisk, the temperature is not bad. Snowballs were hurled, angels were created and a snowman took life. Claire decided his name would be Frosty, and gave him a huge kiss after he was completed. Landon was more interested in knocking him down, which we deterred by having him throw snowballs at the tree. There are several inches on the ground, and since this is probably the only significant snow we'll see this year I told the kiddos to catch some on their tongues to remember the taste. I got the "our mother has gone off the deep end" look, and then they both enjoyed a cool taste of winter! With the snowman complete and frozen fingers and cheeks, we decided we'd had enough and came in to cuddle under warm blankets and await the Shurtz family to arrive.