SNOW!

This is what happens when two desert boys come upon snow, real snow, sticking-to-the-ground-snow. You'd think they'd been taken to Disneyland.




They didn't care that they didn't have any snow clothes. We don't even own hats, gloves or boots for any of our children. They didn't even care that they weren't wearing socks. They were definitely a little shocked with the actual coldness of the snow. It doesn't quite feel like the snow that Ethan's preschool teacher made for the class with her snow cone machine.


Needless to say, an all out snow brawl ensued between Dallin, Ethan and Jamie.



Eventually Grandma tore through her coat closet and found whatever snow paraphernalia she could, and they took to the slopes, or the small hill in Grandma's backyard. I had to stand at the bottom of the hill so the kids didn't slide right off the cliff.


I wish I'd taken a picture of Malynn. She was right in there with the boys. She wanted to ride the sled as many times as she could. We'd just plop her on by herself and give it a shove. She wasn't heavy enough to tumble. She just hung on for dear life until one of us caught her at the end.

Now Dallin and Ethan just can't understand why we don't live in this cool place. Dallin asked me today if we could move there. I've tried to convince him that it's so fun to be able to go to the park in January and wear short sleeves in March. He's not sold yet.