The day after we picked up Uncle Matt at the airport it started to snow.
Mommy took Emmerson and me outside to try to catch snowflakes on our tongues.
SNOWFLAKES!
A few hours later everything was covered in white.
Mommy wrote a note to me on the driveway.
The next morning Mommy and Uncle Matt took me to the sled hill for a few trips down.
Weeeee.
Nothing beats a kid and his sled.
I wanted to make snowmen since the snow was perfect for it. This is Emmerson-Snowman.
The Breighton snowman.
The Mommy and Mommy-Snowman.
Uncle Matt helped me finish the tall one up.
I was so proud. After the snow melted away the remaining snowballs lasted for a few extra days. It was neat to see them when we drove through town.
I even made a few snow angles.
Later in the day I made a mini-snowman on the front porch. I decorated him later with sticks and even gave him a little scar of his forehead. Eventually it warmed up and fell over face first onto the porch.
This snow is crazy!