Wednesday, December 26, 2012

White Christmas

I will now interrupt what should be a proper Christmas post to bring you a real, official White Christmas.

After a rainy morning full of sleepy bed heads gasping at the half-eaten plate of cookies and wonders left by the big guy, we started seeing a change in the Christmas Day forecast. However, we knew to be skeptical of any December snow warnings and we shrugged it off.

The day continued as any normal Christmas would. Wrapping paper covered every inch of my living room and my oldest proclaimed each gift to be the "best one ever!" Owen snuggled his very own Woody doll as he sent cars flying down a loop-the-loop. Nathan's knights stormed his new play castle and bombed the drawbridge door. The boys went from toy to toy to toy, not knowing what to think nor where to go next. (However, they didn't have any trouble figuring out how to climb in their new dune buggy, fully assembled in the kitchen and ready for the snow to melt.)

Wait. I'm getting ahead of myself.

At about 3 pm Christmas Day, all presents were unwrapped and we fell into a post-joy haze. Then, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but ice falling from the sky and collecting in white puddles upon the grass. Eventually the sleet turned to giant snowflakes. REAL snow. On CHRISTMAS.

It was a Christmas miracle.

Despite the fact that it was now about 5:30 pm and the sunlight was giving way to a chilly nighttime, Nathan and his daddy suited up to engage in a snowball fight and cook Christmas steaks. (delicious, btw)

This morning, we woke up to a winter wonderland. After breakfast, we forced the children into triple layers, pulled the ear flaps of their hats down low and sent them out.

Not only was this Owen's first snow, it was a doozie. It was never properly measured, but it was at least six inches. Maybe even closer to a foot? I don't know, look at the photos and use your best judgement. Either way, the kid was a little freaked out.

After hearing Nathan give a lesson on how to shake snow from branches, Owen was ready. And he loved it. Every so often a mitten would fall off and the pout would return, but he had a blast.

And his snow-walk was one of the cutest I've seen. :)

When it was time to go inside (about 15 minutes later), Owen was not having it.

Had he been able to run away from us, he probably would have. But it was into the house and straight into the bathtub. Luckily, Christmas was yesterday and his bathtub was full of new toys to enjoy.

Now he is down for a long winter's nap and the rest of us are enjoying a snow day movie marathon. I imagine hot cocoa and popcorn are on the menu.

I hope you stayed warm enough during this random Arkansas blizzard and I hope your Christmas was merry, bright, and full of joy.

"Glory to God in the highest and on earth, peace to
people of good will!"


Jamie said...

My first time to your blog and it was fun! We didn't get snow up in our area but it looks like your kiddos had a blast.

Karen W said...

Love your pictures. I don't envy the mess they had in central AR, but I wish we could have gotten some white stuff down here for my kids.

Gina said...

Such fun times for the kids!! Your boys are adorable!!! We got 10" of snow...on top of the ice (lovely AR winter weather, huh?). So thankful for our fireplace so my four could go out to play and still be able to get warm when they came in (no power, thankfully for only three opposed to friends who just got it back yesterday)