Good morning Georgia!
Maddox was the first one to spy the white stuff on the ground and soon the whole house was awake and staring in amazement at the snow falling onto our yard.
Living in the south, the word SNOW can mean a lot or not too much. In fact, I had heard for one week that snow was coming and I truly didn't even blink an eye. The threat is sometimes there but the temps and conditions rarely line up.
But Saturday was different. The snow was perfect. It fell for several hours and stuck only to the grassy areas....
and it was just enough to build the perfect snowballs....
and attempt to build a snowman!
This little one was in amazement. She just walked around and played and laughed, repeat.
Meanwhile, some took it to the next level and chose to use a snow shovel to gather snow to sling at her brother.
Some of our street gang was out playing too and their snowman attempt was much more successful so we borrowed it for a few pics!
They kind of look alike:)
And not too long into our morning, somebody found their pockets for their snow-chilled hands....
and another found her way into the kitchen for some much needed hot chocolate and marshmallows.
Our snow morning was complete. And it was just that, a snow morning. By afternoon, the snow was all gone and we were thankful for the memories we made earlier in the day!
(And this picture....so funny....all four bundled up, and then the one who is behind the couch with no intentions whatsoever of going outside to play in the snow. He will tell you he hates snow and he means it!)
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