We had some snow here in the Pacific Northwest the other day. We accumulated, like, a whole two inches or so but school was still called off for me (so grateful!) while Gigi was two hours late. Bradley, being the super kind and thoughtful Papa Bear who he is, heard there would be snow and quickly got our lawn snow ready by picking up dog droppings and mowing the grass one last time before handing it over to grandfather Winter.

We ended up with a snowman who looked like he had stubble all over his body from the gras embedded in his every surface. It mattered not. After no snow last year, this snow was like magic. Today we have a little, one-inch slab of snow sitting in a field of blades of grass, surrounded by a carrot, some rocks and various other debris from the yard. Bradley the snowman has since been cannibalized into a million miniature, grassy snowballs (three of which are in our freezer) and all that remains are those little remnants. It matters not, though. How does the song go?
…He’ll be back again someday!


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Snow Day


Gigi Said

  • Topless Tapas 2012-11-03 18:44:52-

    Tami was leaving to go out with her friend and the kids begged to go with her. I said, "you don't want to go with mom, she is going to the Tapas bar and we are going to stay here and play games."

    Gigi stiffened, "That's weird", she said as she blushed. I processed fast and realized the problem. "TAPAS bar. It means 'small plate', not TOPLESS bar!"

Jude Said

  • Nicknames 2013-01-04 21:30:33-

    The checker at the store asked our always conversational little boy what his name was. He replied "Jude" then added "but sometimes they call me pumpkin brown". LOL.

    And they are right. We call him that after the folksong that we sing sometimes.

A long time ago…