Early last week we experienced an icy blast, and made the most of it.  Here in Texas we primarily experience freezing rain and drizzle during winter.  It’s not picturesque nor is it fun.  Very rarely do we see a snowflake and even more rare, a snowy accumulation.  Mid week our ice thawed and everyone was back to business as usual.  I went back to the office and our babysitting crew returned to manage the quads in my absence.

My Friday morning commute was typical and I gladly began knocking out tasks lingering on my to-do list.  Mid morning I noticed snow flurries outside my office window, and it wasn’t long before the ground was completely covered in a soft snowy blanket.  Not expecting much accumulation on the road, I attempted to type reports.  I was notably distracted by the lovely snow drifts dancing outside my window, however.  By lunchtime it wasn’t looking good road wise.  There were 75 wrecks within a small radius around my office.  Parents shuffled into the building to retrieve their children, there was mass confusion whether schools were closing or remaining open.  Not wanting to make up a workday, I planned to hold strong and continue.  I ended up taking a half day, and of course wasn’t too upset that it meant my kids would experience legitimate snow for the first time.

The roads weren’t terribly treacherous since it was snow rather than an ice skating rink; I made it home in under an hour.  At home, I found my mom snuggled up with a fussy Sydney peering out the window.  Much to my Nisey’s dismay, I insisted that we bundle the quads to play in the snow.  Nisey loathes cold weather, but for the kids her persistent eldest child, she helped me bundle everyone and braved the frigid temperature.

Harper did not head my warning to stay off the play set and managed to lumber up snow-covered steps, and later insisted on riding the glider.

Nisey tried her best to form snowballs and to build a snowman.  However the snow was so dry it wouldn’t stick together.

Rylin unearthed the sand toys and would have stayed in the snow hours scooping and pouring if we let her.

Sydney wasn’t a fan of the snow and wailed almost the entire time we were outside.  Nisey seized the opportunity to soothe Sydney and skip the snow play.

George was dismayed when he found out we were playing in the snow.  He managed to make it home in just enough time to play with us.

The boys tried their best to pull me in our saucer sled, but Daddy had to come to the rescue.

Now that we’ve experienced both ice and snow in 2015, I’m ready for spring to arrive.  This white stuff can take a hike until next year!

hugs!

Amber