Last weekend, we were having Ben's birthday party at the park. It was a beautiful sunny 65 degrees.
Today, we woke up to snow. The kids were thrilled.
Noah kept falling over in his snowsuit, so Emily was helping him up. And our hammock flipped in the wind yesterday, so it became a tightrope.
David went out to play with the kids and throw snowballs.
He taught Ben the proper technique for making a snowball.
First, you have to gather a big ball...
...and pack it.
Ben's didn't turn out well, so David gave him his.
He did what any 5 year old boy would do and pegged his Dad with a snowball.
Rocko thinks the snowballs are tennis balls, so he waits for the throw...
and when it hits the wall, he tries to get it. 50 snowballs later and he's still chasing nothing.
Noah fell down again.
The snow was perfect for making a snowman.
But Ben quickly bailed as he was too cold.
Noah, on the other hand, is a die hard like his sister. He stayed outside until the snowman was complete.
I don't think Noah has figured out what a snowman is yet.
The snow just keeps coming, and it's perfect timing as the kids and David have tomorrow off for President's Day.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!