Art was created, and homework completed by candlelight.
By Friday, we had ourselves a snow day.
Thankfully, the tree is still staked down from the time it blew over (it's been a year and a half!)
because it was leaning from the windy day earlier in the week.
I took a page from Chris' mom notebook and taped my kids together so they could play in the snow. She's got enough experience in this parenting thing that I figure listening to her is sort of like listening to E.F. Hutton on financial advice (at least before the check writing scandal).
Someone at our hardware store asked what I was painting.
"Nothing. Just taping the kids into their snow clothes."
If you can't be on a warm sandy beach, you can make due with snow.
What began as a row of snowmen, eventually became a snow fort.
Shortly after this was taken there was a methodically planned assault on the fort,
ensuring that their enemies would get no use of it after they left.
It involved lots of HI-YA's and giggling.
This week, we've had fog.
Endangering our lives for a photo, sweetie.