Let It Snow

It's been a great day. Reagan would say a dream come true. She's talked of snow for weeks. Every cold day she would say, "Mom, I'm telling you...It's going to snow this year." We've tried to tell her that's not the only indicator of snow. She's sounded like a weather lady lately parroting any weather report she'd heard. Sophie hasn't seen snow in Georgia since she was a year old. She forgets the blizzard that we drove through in Idaho last year and the six foot high snow drifts that we jumped into in Montana. She wanted "Georgia Snow". Despite the fact that there was only about an inch or two of snow, they were satisfied, and that's all that matters. Meanwhile, in Montana, my brother probably has a foot of snow and is laughing hysterically at us. Yes, Tony...we bought milk and bread, but we really were out of it.

The girls begged for an hour before I'd let them go out. I kept hoping the slush would freeze, and it wouldn't be so wet.

Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaassssssseeee mom!

The girls immediately went to the task of building a snow man. Reagan got the bottom ball as far as she could roll it.

I took over. Look how nasty! He's going to be a little "hairy".

Now for the middle section.

Tell me that's not the most redneck snowman you've ever seen. Sophie decided he needed a mowhawk.

Lily was not too enthused about the snow. Poor thing--she got a new haircut this week. She was a little bare. She went in shortly after she made snow lemonade.

Not exactly a winter wonderland, but it'll do.

This was my favorite shot of the day. Sophie creamed Reagan with a huge snowball!

Happy girls!

We warmed up with some hot chocolate with whipped cream.