Atlanta is such a funny city when it comes to winter time. You really never know what the winter will bring. Some years, you can barely justify buying a winter coat. Others, you're snowed in for a week. This year brought the latter of the two.
I really do love snow. The morning after it falls it just seems so peaceful. The OCD in me doesn't want it to get messed up by playing in it. Weird, I know. But it's true. We live on a hill, so we're only super popular in the neighborhood when it snows. Last year, Curtis WD40'd one of my baking sheets and nearly killed himself sledding down the hill. Somehow, he forgot how close he came to death and did it again. He's a glutton for punishment. Thank you Lord, that he ended up and down safely.
This year was especially fun with Grey. He loved it! He was in complete awe the first time we went out, but after that he was so full of energy.
"Mama, since we're snowed let's have a Veggie Tales marathon!"
...later the site of the neighborhood block party!
Dying to go back out!
Lilly, Grey and our oddly shaped snowman.
Finally able to use that snowman kit we got for Christmas a million years ago.
We went out, I put Grey in the sling and put a old coat of Curtis' on. Grey thought it was hilarious!
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