My kids have legit prayed for snow since the day we moved back to Georgia.
The last time we played in it was 6 years ago…right before our move to Orlando.
Lydia had been home for about 6 weeks from China, so she has zero memory of it.
School released early on Tuesday because the weather people said it was coming our way.
Of course, we had to stop at the grocery store on our way home because that’s what you do when you’re a southerner and snow or ice or both is coming your way.You join legions of other people racing up and down the aisles for things needed and for other such items like: marshmallows and rice krispie cereal and salsa and chips. You know…the essentials.
Almost as soon as we got home, it started free falling.
We didn’t know what to do except roll our heads back with our faces toward the sky.
It was like instant happiness. We couldn’t help but smile as it hit our skin.
Snow is a lot like Disney World. It’s magical.
It’s for belly laughs and snowball fights and drinking hot chocolate and making snow slushies with koolaid mix and sledding with friends and making the world’s smallest snowman and warming our feet by a roaring fire and making snow ice-cream and making snow angels in snow that is barely even covering the ground and it’s for freezing hands and frozen toes and home cooked meals and sweet together time.
And if you’re like me….it’s for staying in your pajamas for 18 hours straight and looking ridiculous when you throw a scarf on with a peacoat and cowgirl boots to go outside.
I’m kind of regretting that I didn’t record my fashion statement for you and most importantly for our family book for 2014.
Maybe I should reenact it in a What I Wore Wednesday post?No?? Really?? Okay, maybe not!
Hope you guys are ready to usher in your weekend.
Did you have some snow days this week? Tell me about yours!