Snow, and Other Weather Related Thoughts

This post is a little delayed in happening. I have a new (to me at least - thanks Grandma) camera that has taken me a little bit of time in figuring out how to unload. Now that I have that dilemma solved, there should be more posts coming your way soon.

When we moved to Washington (nearly two-and-a-half years ago now) we were told that it doesn't snow very much, and people get funny when it does. That was an understatement. It does snow here, or at least it has every winter that I've been here, at least a little bit. When this happens people don't just get funny, they get down right crazy.

Since moving here, I've had church canceled for the first time in my life and have seen numerous (almost too high to count) school closures over weather related issues (ie: snow, or the threat of snow). Don't even get me started on the drivers, or the road (non)cleaning crews. That is a rant for another day.

Now, I am no stranger to snow, I've spent most of my life around a lot of snow. The first snow day I ever got was my freshman year in college. We got 27inches overnight on a Sunday night, and they only canceled school because it was a Sunday, and the plows weren't working that night. Needless to say, I'm having a hard time mustering sympathy for those people who freak out when we get a "snow" storm.

Anyway, long introduction to my rather short post aside, Saturday night/Sunday we got our first "Snow storm" of the season (I think it dropped less than an inch total). Usually the snow here is nasty slushy wet stuff that isn't good to play in; on this occasion however, our skiff of snow was a rather decent consistency. Since the snow was still around Sunday afternoon after church, we bundled the boys up and let them go play in it.

It was Beefy's first real experience with snow, and only Buggy's second or third probably. As I was getting them bundled up I couldn't help but have the image of Ralphie's brother from A Christmas Story run through my head. (You know, the kid who is sobbing and screaming, "I can't move my arms".) Beefy had on sweats, a snowsuit, a snow coat, mittens scarf and hat. There wasn't much room to put any more on him. I got a good laugh out of it anyway.

They had a good time building "snowmen" with Daddy.

And making snow angels. (sorry about the picture quality, it was starting to get dark - that happens too early around here - and my camera is not the newest/most top of the line model)

And generally getting them selves good and snowy. (Or as snowy as they could get with the accumulation we had.)

Anyway - A good time was had by all. I got to sit inside and enjoy peace and quiet for 30 minutes. Yay for me!