IT SNOWED!!!!!!!!!! (Again)

Again, I know that is caps and that that is a lot of exclamation marks, but snow is rare here were I live, so it's a big deal when it snows. Got that? Ok, on with the story.

Yesterday, my grandma called and said "We're headed to town, and we're seeing snow." Mom gets off the phone with her and relays the message.

I, not bothering to grab a jacket or gloves or a camera, run outside and gasp. It was, indeed, snowing. But, it was little flurries, nothing big, and definitely nothing that would stick to the ground. I stand there for a moment, then run to the door, where my brother and mom were pulling on gloves, hats, and coats. I was like "It's actually snowing!!!!" And then I run back off again. Pretty quickly, Mom and Creator's Son get tired of the teensy little snow flakes and go in. I go in long enough to grab a coat and my school work before I ran out again.

Outside, I did my school with the company of tiny little snow flakes floating around. I pretty quickly froze my fingers off, but I stayed until I had finished that part of my school. I then headed back in and warmed my hands up (took me about 12 hours to completely warm them back up again.) I thought we were going to be done with snow and gave a sad little sigh. My grandparents later came by with some food and the news that we had a chance of snow for later that night. I sighed again, because I thought it wouldn't happen.

This morning, I woke up and my Mom and I talked for a few minutes before Mom looked out the window and her jaw dropped. I peek out and lo and behold! snow was there on the ground! And the trampoline! And the swingset! And everywhere else I looked! I was the happiest person ever in that moment. After it finally got light enough, I grabbed: A coat, real shoes, my camera, and some real gloves. I was all set.

My mom, brother and I set out. We explored around the front yard, me snapping pics all the while (oh yes.. you will be enlightened by more pictures). It was all white and totally awesome and freezing and totally awesome. The trampoline was covered with the stuff, and it was totally awesome for packing into snowballs. I was laughing like a maniac and still snapping pictures.

We headed down to the Flat, right past our awesomely snow-covered car, and stood in awe of the white, patchy-ish ground before us. The cat, the poor kitty, followed us down there and started being all pitiful. Mom scooped him up, and he went from meowing pitifully to purring. After poking around the Flat for a while, Creator's Son went in and Mom and I headed off down the road a bit.

That walk was cold, and felt very long, but was worth it. The mixture of burned trees and white snow looked really awesome. Then Mom and I headed back to the house and she went in. I headed back to the Flat (the cat trailing me all the while) where I climbed into my newest fort (that Mustang is gonna love) and looked around. It was completely awesome. After I looked there and at our gate, I went in before my hands froze (again). And, so far, that concludes my snow day.

Me getting ready to throw a snowball

The snowy van

The kitty

Burned trees, white snow

My rock fort with snow

IT SNOWED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes, that is all caps and lots if exclamation points. The reason I am so excited about this fact is that here where we live, we NEVER EVER EVER get snow, so it was really exciting.

But I didn't get to play in it because (drum roll, please)......... we were driving back home from a place that is 3 hours from here. In the wet. And cold.  AND SNOW!!!!!!! 

But when we made several stops to go to the bathroom and stretch our legs, I did get a snowball in at my brother... ; P    Anyway, it was cool to watch completely white countryside whiz by. We even saw some cows with snow on their backs.

So Sunday was exciting, but after a while it all turned to ice and sleet and hail. But we made the best of it and we didn't skid or anything. God sure was watching out for us!

 One guy, when we stopped somewhere, saw the ice on Nana's Vue and asked " Where are ya'll coming from?" When we told him, his eyes grew wide and he said " Great. I'm headed up through there, a little north of there!"


There was a LOT of ice on the Vue.  You could barely see the license plate, and we had to stop ever so often to knock ice off the wipers. The was so much ice on the rear view mirrors that you could barely see out!
  
The reason we were ANYWHERE three hours from here was because my aunt was moving to a new house about a mile away from her old one, and we and Nana had come to help. I like to help pack boxes, and I like to help unpack boxes, I just don't like actually switching houses.


I helped as much as I could with a 2 and a half year old making sure he could always see me, and when he couldn't, make sure he was yelling my name, which in his language is Feesa.  Of course, he is Wayee in his language, so....


Always make sure you can throw snowballs at your brother when it is snowing. Then make sure your WHITE stuffed dragon doesn't fall out of the car into a MUD puddle, THEN make sure you don't skid, slip, or ram anyone else's car. 


We had a lot of fun in the snow even though we couldn't play in it.