So the week was spent, for the most part, cooped up inside the house trying to avoid the
cold freezing weather. Something about knowing you are stuck in the house and can't really go anywhere very easily, tends to make the cabin fever set in quickly. So, what to do to pass the time? Oh we can think of something I am certain....
*singing* "Yo, VIP, Let's kick it! ...bombombom potobombom... bombombom potobombom... Ice Ice Baby... Ice Ice Baby. All right stop. Collaborate and listen. Ice is back with my brand new invention...." What?
Lots of much needed hot chocolate to counteract the frigid cold.
Story time with librarian Abbie...
A little telephone chit-chat here and there to see how everyone else is doing while frozen in their houses. "Hello, how are you doing? What? Freezing your heinie off? Yeah, I hear ya!"
Not often we get a good snow here. On the rare event we do, you better believe we are bundled up like the stay puff marshmellow man and out the door taking it all in.
Littlest Little's first snow. Momma must have been blinded by the winter wonderland and thought a massive blizzard hit judging the way the Littles were bundled up. Josh couldnt move from all the layers of clothing... I sat him down to play and he fell over. Hey, I told you its not often we get snow here.
Poor little guy. He must have been nice and warm and cozy (either that, or he gave up on the idea of moving period), he wasnt outside 5 minutes and started going to sleep in his plastic Bilibo toy! So precious. It was time for him to go in, de-layer and have a cat-nap.
Middle Little didnt want to come in. No way, its much more fun to stay outside until you cannot feel your fingers from the numbing cold. (No, we really didnt let her stay outside til' her fingers fell off... we did make her come in and warm up a bit and traded off cold snow covered mittens for fresh dry mittens.)
Beautiful little snow angel.
Bilibo use # 201 - use two of them as a mold for a gigantic snowball. Suhhhhweet!
How cool is this? (Okay, literally & figuratively ;-) Millions and millions of powdery snowflakes falling together into mounds of glistening white. Upon closer inspection, really close inspection, you could see each individual snowflake really does look like those snowflakes we cut out of paper.
And how even cooler is this? (Is that a proper sentence? Hmmmm.) Gave new meaning to having a frosty cold beer. The foam on top even froze.
Then THIS happened. Found this snowman in our backyard and this band of rogue little snowmen who chased him down and tied him up for whatever sick snowman reasons I can only guess. After this, I was afraid to go outside, I swear I saw one of these little buggars on the front porch.
Okay, perhaps THIS is what really happens while enjoying above mentioned frosty beer and an over active imagination from being cooped up in the house for days.