I don't know what is wrong with me, but I am loving the snow and the cold.  I love the way it sparkles on the road at night and how you can watch it floating down under the street lights.  I love how it covers everything in white and makes funny shapes out of ordinary things.   I also love how happy it makes Lily.  She begs to go out and shovel the snow.  So this morning, that is just what we did...

Here is Lily with her very own shovel...

And here she is proudly showing off all her hard work.  (She did that whole walkway while I did the driveway and sidewalkds).

I had gotten Lexi all dressed up in her snow pants, jacket, touque, mittens, and boots.  (She looked like a pink version of the younger brother in A Christmas Story... "I can't put my arms down"...)  She took one step and fell into a snow bank head first and couldn't get up.  It was soo funny.  Needless to say, she hated the cold when she was a baby and she still hates it.  So I had to set up our portable TV downstairs in the living room so I could keep an eye on her through the window.  Taylor and I suspect we will have to travel long distances to visit Lexi when she grows up because she is bound for beaches and heat.

And here are our faces afterwards...  pink and happy...  oh and dont forget about toque hair!!  haha

I have discovered that I need more practice at the art of snow shoveling.  There has got to be a better way than what I am doing...  My neighbors were probably having a good laugh...  I know I was. 
It's funny, it is still snowing and the sidewalks are fresh with a layer of snow, but I am kind of excited for when Lily gets home from school and we can grab the shovels again.  Maybe I love the snow so much because I am in it with Lily.  :)


  1. And just why wasn't Miss Lilly in school???

    Shoveling snow will forever remind me of my dad. When his cancer was really taking its toll on him, I had a quiet moment to ask him what things he missed most that he could no longer do. I thought he'd say something about the temple, or walking, or cooking mushroom soup. But he got big tears in his eyes and said "I really miss shoveling snow. I love shoveling snow!" Maybe Lilly picked up his gene...lucky girl if she did!

  2. Oops! I mean...Lily (one l not two)

  3. I love your positive outlook. The snow IS beautiful. But I'm with Lexie on this one....I love the warm weather beaches and an abundance of sunshine. That's my girl! But that Lily...she is so cute and such a ball of fire! She reminds me of "The Unsinkable Molly Brown".

  4. I love the pictures. Blogging is great, although for the longest time I thought it was that dance they do down in eastern Canada or in Ireland.

  5. Lily goes to school only in the afternoon and she even gets some fridays off... my kind of kindergarten. :) I would love to think she got her love of shoveling from Great Grandpa Leavitt.
    Lily is so fun. She keeps us laughing and rolling our eyes. :)
    And, I think the Irish dance is called clogging, but I could be wrong. :)

  6. I think Lilly gets her love of the snow from me:) Her great-auntie Char, I love the snow and cold weather and as a child I loved to shovel the snow. There is something magic about being outside shoveling. If it is really quite you can hear the snow falling, the sound your shovel makes as it hits the pavement and scoops the clean,soft, white snow, you can see your breath as it hits the cold air and hear only calm. When I was a child and used to shovel the snow it would seem like it was only me and the snow and no one else, it was magical. I loved it then and I love it now. Glad to hear both you and Lilly love it too.