Blessed with snow again!

This morning, Charlie tiptoed into our room as usual, to tell me, as usual, "Mommy, it's light out. Time to get up." Remembering the snowy forecast, I asked Charlie to go to the window to check if there was a surprise waiting for her on the ground outside. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, and a few seconds later, thump-thump-thump-thump back up the hall, (read in a SCREAMING whisper): "MOMMY!!! THERE'S SNOW!!! LOTS OF SNOW!!! AND IT'S STILL COMING DOWN!!! OUT OF THE SKY!!! MOMMY!!! MOMMY!!! GET UP!!!"

I'm so sorry that my poor little guy had to wear a salmon-colored snow suit, but it was so much easier to put this on him than all the pieces of a mismatched winter wardrobe, so there ya go.

And around lunchtime we received the word that Paul would have the whole day off as well!

This is a very sad and at the same time very funny attempt at putting Charlie on a non-sled. The scene is pretty anticlimactic. Thought I'd share:

After some fun family playtime in the snow, we decided to take a brisk walk up the street to our favorite coffee place. Charlie was very brave, despite several falls in knee-high snow, and Judah slept in the sling. We had a nice cup of latte, chai latte, and hot chocolate.

Then we braved the walk back home, this time upwind. Once we finally got in the door, we stripped off our snow clothes, took a bath, and changed into PJs for a "jammie day," at Charlie's request. :)