Wordless Wednesday: After more than a week of non-stop snow

Check it out mom! SNOW!

Hey Kathy. Whatcha doin' with that thing?

My turn! Let me help.

Wow, that was hard work. I think I'll just sit here and watch.

Am I in the way or something?

Anybody catch the license number on that snowplow?

So this is what a snowman feels like.

WHEEEE! No, don't stop. Who cares if there's a car coming?

I brake for snowmen.

Got your nose??

I'm going to miss you in the morning.

Morning snack

We woke up Friday to about 5 inches of snow in our backyard. It's been hard to keep Bean in the house since then. She keeps grabbing her boots and saying, "Ow-side. Ow-side Mama. Snow, dey's 'now."

I've been sick so spending half an hour shivering while she dives into piles of snow is not my idea of fun right now. But when Mike went out to shovel the driveway I gave in.

I should preface this by saying that Lu is in a stage where she wants to imitate everything I do. And I mean everything, from sweeping to wrapping presents to going pee in the potty. And I've known for awhile that this penchant for imitation does extend to the dog. We've had to explain to her several times that eating grass and going through the dog door are not things we really want her to do.

So I wasn't surprised when I looked up from talking to Mike as he was shoveling and found them both eating the newfallen snow. You've gotta smile - what kid doesn't like eating snow?

My only concern is whether, as winter progresses, she'll be able to understand that there are just certain types of snow that you don't want to eat.

Dashing through the Snow

I opened the back door and she was off. . .

She's one year old!

One year old . . . but I don't think she knows the difference. For Luci everyday is a fun and exciting birthday full of new places, people, things - we're exploring the world of nouns, if you will.

I did fall into the "What was I doing a year ago?" reverie, but only for about 10 minutes. It was fun to think about the reasons why I was screaming and smiling then, versus the reasons why I scream and smile now.

For the actual occasion we went snowshoeing up near Spooner Summit by Lake Tahoe. Not that we needed snowshoes in a lot of places, but we had a good time nonetheless.

We also discovered that Luci is apparentally not getting enough protien. She wasn't interested in any of the food I brought for her and instead went ravenous after Mikes' beef jerky.

After a day of uphill hiking we took our weary legs to the grocery store for some dinner fixin's, cake, and candle. The cake choice was an interesting debate. I was thinking aesthetics (I have to send everyone pics of this, right?), and Mike was thinking taste. Mike won and we settled on a small cheesecake sampler. Keeping Mike from cheesecake is often a very physical endevour that involves dragging him, moping and whining, from the bakery department - Luci and I didn't have the energy nor did we want to crush the eager grin on his face.

We all went to bed smiling and full - it was a good day!