The Best Kind of Snow

We made our yearly trek downtown to the local pizza shop to support our school's Spirit Night.  It's really good homemade pizza, I don't know why we don't go more often.  Henry wanted to order the margherita to both eat and drink.  The pizza version was good.  The drink version did not happen.   Caroline took artsy photos of everyone without their knowledge.  We had one official photo so the kids could get House points for going.  I did not tell Henry to put his chin down for this picture, but now he understands why I say that.  I told him I was going to nickname him Trach.

In anticipation of Winter Ball, I had Josiah walk to our "photo spot" at 5:15, around the same hour the kids would be here for dinner and pictures.  He was my test case for lighting and background aesthetics.  He is wearing what he bought with his birthday money - a sweater.  It is red, not burnt orange.  He will correct you.  It is not a Mr Rogers sweater, but he does sing, 'It's such a good feeling to know you're alive' every time he wears it.  He wants loafer style shoes to go with it, but not the same ones Mr Rogers takes off at the start of his show.  

Instead of having the Winter Ball this weekend, we got a beautiful snowfall.  We were told it would start in the middle of the night and it was a little sad to wake up Saturday morning with zero snow on the ground.  It started slowly around 7 a.m. and then we had big snowflakes fall all day long.  It was the good snow, too, perfect for snowballs, snowmen, and for Benson's palate.  Benson was like a little kid -- he loved the snow.  He loved to run in it, he loved to eat it, he loved to watch it fall.  He whined to go outside all the time.  Filled his belly with snow, marked his spots, and filled it back up again.  All. Day. Long.  

Josiah braved the driveway and took a picture of our house.  He also wrote me a note on the hood of my car.  I saw the word, love, and assumed he was writing a sweet note for me to see.  Instead, he was writing a note for me to speak aloud.  It's always a contest around here.  

This was the best snowfall.  For most of Saturday, even though it was snowing fairly hard, it did not stick to the streets.  Then, what froze on the roads last night has already melted.  After missing two days last week, the kids are glad to have school tomorrow.