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Where the Snow Blows

We’re getting the tail end of the winter storm that’s raking across the midwest.  Unfortunately though, it takes a whole lot of snow for us to actually see it sitting on the ground.  When it snows this far west, the snow doesn’t fall.  It blows.  Sideways.  The snow that sits on our grass probably started two counties away.

So I’d like to post pictures of our beautiful snowfall, but right now it’s still a snowblow, with a little bit of mushy white stuff mixed in the grass and on the rooftops.  But I’ll assure you--it’s cold enough to keep us inside, despite the lack of danger on the roads.  At 32 degrees with gusts up to 32 mph, the Feels Like temperature is 19 degrees.  How you doin’?

When Hunter, who is hollering at her brother in the back of the house right now, saw snow on the ground, she jumped up and down and giggled with excitement.  How do you explain to a 2-year-old that you can’t go out in 19-degree, near-blizzard conditions to make a snowman out of grass?  The kids just don’t understand, and fourteen layers of clothes and thirty minutes of putting them on is a little too much to go through to let her feel it and immediately change her mind.  So we’re trying to stay out of view of the wannabe snowy scene and play with Thomas the Tank Engine, Tiny Tim the potty-training doll, and the Cinderella tea set instead.

I guess I better go figure out what this squabble is about.  If I wait a little longer, I could skip this one and just drop in for the next.  But hey!  At least the kitchen floor only has one toy on it right now!  I should be counting my blessings.

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