Go Ahead. Eat the Yellow Snow.

Since the weather man is telling us that we can expect a little more snow this week, I thought I'd share something fun in case anyone wanted to give it a try.

I armed both of the kiddos with spray bottles filled with water and food coloring and let them go to town 'painting' the snow.

It took E a bit to figure out which way to face the bottle before squirting.

Noah's 'canvas' of choice was our snow fort. He tried to rule the whole process and got quite cross with Eden for 'mixing up' the colors.

Then Noah decided that our snowman, Pah, (as in the sound you make when trying to teach a child what the letter P sounds like. Every time I ask Eden what she wants to name something this is what I get) needed a little color.

This activity was a ton of fun and we will definitely be doing it again. I like that it is something you can do no matter the amount of snow that falls. I will warn you though, IT IS MESSY!

The good news is, I washed the clothes right after we got changed and everything came out fine. As for the skin, believe it or not, toothpaste was the answer. Just a bit of scrubbing and it came right off. Of course, we were all obnoxiously minty fresh for a few hours.

Just Wanna Remember

Noah is constantly making me laugh these days. He's in the stage where he thinks he knows what certain words or phrases mean. So funny.

Today he was 'reading' to Eden. He began the story like any selfrespecting story should begin, "Unce upon de time". He told of a train named Thomas and his adventures in crashing into Percy. He got appropriately animated as he shared how Thomas could go "whelly, whelly, whelly"...(10 minutes later)..."whelly fast!" And to end the tale? "In the name of Jesus Twyst (Christ), Amen!"

Amen, indeed.

Snowmageddon

Yesterday we woke up to an INSANE amount of snow. Nine inches?!?!?! WHA?!

The kiddos where beside themselves. Noah kept telling me, "Wake you, Mommy!" (translation: Thank you, mommy). For the hugs and kisses that ensued, sure, I'll take credit.

After the TORTURE! of getting everyone dressed, we headed out. Noah didn't let the fact that the snow came up to his knees slow him down. He just barreled his way through. Eden had the same determination but, alas, with the snow reaching her lil bum, she was pretty much stuck.

We attempted a run with a power wheels but it was a no go. Chris got it to go a bit on the road but it was rough so he and Noah decided to have a snowball fight instead.

Eden and I spent most of our time on the road where some cars where nice enough to have left some tracks so she could actually walk around.

We spent some more time outside today. Noah was just as excited....

Eden?

Uuummm...not so much.

Despite the tears...and whining...and clinging...and whining, we managed to start a fort. Noah and I needed something to defend ourselves against Daddy and his 'monster snowballs'.

Is my husband the only one that sees nothing wrong with throwing a snow cluster at a 3 year old that is basically the same size as said 3 year old?

Looking forward to adding more onto our fort and doing some snow painting tomorrow. I'm wondering if Daddy is going to have another day off of work. Fingers crossed!