The Last Snow Day

Yesterday, while I worked on dinner, Libby took the kids out to play in the snow. It was about 60 degrees yesterday, and is supposed to be right around that all this week. Already, the massive snow dump we received last Tuesday has dwindled to a few inches of icy crunchiness, and it should be completely gone--except in shaded areas--by the end of today. So we decided if the kids were going to get a chance to get out in it and do some hardcore playing, it was now or never. We bundled them both up and took them out. Libby snapped some pictures while they went at it.

OK, so these first pictures of Gabe were taken Thursday and not yesterday. Sue me. It was still cold as ass out there Thursday, thus the bundling up. Here, Gabe--without any prompting--decided to be useful and scrape off the sidewalk by the garage. This is not a stretch of sidewalk that we would ever use, but, you know, whatever.

This picture was taken after Gabe purposely face-planted into the snow. For some reason, he still thinks that's a good idea--maybe because snow LOOKS soft, like pillow stuffing. I'm guessing he'll finally learn differently eventually.

He spent a lot of time lying down in the stuff.

Here he slid down the pile on the side like he was sledding.

OK. This was from yesterday. You can tell because the snow is already half melted and the kids aren't all bundled up. I guess maybe that path Gabe scraped on Thursday wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Cheese. Yeah, these pictures are cute, but not terribly entertaining otherwise. I DO have a good picture to share in a bit, though, so bear with me.

Norah did quite well outside. I think we're FINALLY getting to the point where she can handle herself well enough outside that we can start having regular playtime outside again.

She looks so forlorn. Seriously, I think this kid is going to be a trouble all her own as she gets older. Gabe will be a "getting in trouble" kid, but I see Norah and I butting heads on a very regular basis for the next 16 years or so.

The best part is when he hits the tree and is surprised at how it springs up without the snow on it.

Not a lot going on in this one, but it was on the memory card, and who am I to decide what is and isn't worth sharing?

Now I have a few more entertaining pictures and another video to share that really don't pertain to anything except the overall weirdness of my kids.

Last night, Norah decided to wear a pair of Gabe's underwear like a hat. Unlike Gabe, Norah rather enjoys wearing hats (Gabe has ALWAYS pulled them off--it wasn't until this winter that we were even able to keep a stocking cap on him when we're outside playing).

Not to be outdone, Gabe decided to decorate himself, too. He's wearing a headlamp and a gold medal around his neck. He insisted that I take a picture of him, too.

This was supposed to be a video of Norah doing an Incredible Hulk impersonation. She was roaring and pulling at her PJs like she was ripping them off. Then, of course, she stopped doing the PJ thing once I got the camera. But she kept roaring, and that was kind of entertaining.