April showers bring 6 inches of snow when you live above 5,000 feet in Arizona. The forecast called for this, but we usually don't believe it. The kids were so excited to play in the snow.
Emily landed in the snow after a ride down the slide.
Ben made snow angels.
Noah cried because he couldn't walk in his snow boots because they are too big. And I stopped to take a few pictures instead of picking him up right away. That's just the kind of Mom I am.
Rocko played fetch with snowballs.
Our peach tree blossoms wondered what in the heck was on top of them.
I went out with no make up on and Ben told me how beautiful I looked. He's going to make some woman very happy one day.
Noah started crying.
Why? Because their Dad pegged them hard with snowballs. He's just a big kid himself.
I tried to get all three kids in for one picture. David was behind me obviously holding a snow ball to get them all to smile. All they did was flinch.
After an hour, everyone was done. The kids have a routine after they play in the snow. It involves an electric blanket and popcorn. It was only 9:15 in the morning, who says you can't have popcorn for breakfast? Not me. That's just the kind of Mom I am.
It's already melting fast in our 40 degree weather and I'm hoping that's the last snow until next winter. In any case, we are heading to Orlando in one week where the high is in the 80's. I'm packing shorts and flip flops and I'm going to enjoy every ounce of sunshine and humidity that Orlando has to offer. My cold toes can't wait.