The other day, we woke up, and there was snow on the mountains. Our kids were so excited that they put on their snow gear, pulled their sleds out of storage, and BEGGED for us to go out and play. So, we finished up with the morning chores and headed out to find us a good hill. Only to find that the snow was not looking promising. We searched and searched for a good place to sled, but the snow was SO sparse that we couldn't find anything good. But, that didn't stop us! We got out of the car and Constable took off up the trail; yelling down to us, he's found us a great spot! This is what it looks like...
Hah!! Makes me laugh just thinking about it.
Ah, but we had a great snowball fight; Constable and Mountain Man made a miniature snowman, and we came home for some hot chocolate. Happy thoughts.
Which reminds me of a cute thing - Beans, whenever we pull into the driveway to our home, yells out, "Sweet home, sweet home!" It reminds me of Nana, who always said, "Home sweet home," when we were growing up... :)