Nemo.

Dear snowstorm that nearly kicked our butts...

I guess I'm glad you came on a Saturday when Kev didn't have to rush off to work.
Otherwise, he might have been very, very late as the drifts piled up by our doors were nearly as tall as us.

I guess I kind of liked the sound of the winds whipping around all night long.
But, only because I was cozy warm inside my blankets with my Love breathing soundly beside me.

And you still didn't stop us from having a cozy, family breakfast...
We figured we needed to gather up as much strength as possible if we were going to take you on today...

You won't win, you know...

And even though you froze our pipes, and made the poor Webber guys drive all the way out here in this yucky, yucky weather -- and then caused them to track their wet, snowy feet all over every inch of my house and floors -- and even though my hairdryer is probably going to be forever fried because of being on all. day. long. today to try and help with the frozen pipes...I can take it.

You're a bit of a putz, you know.
I was seeing grass before you came...and dreaming of gardens and flowers.
And my chickies are far less than impressed, as well - I assure you.

But, my Littles think you're cool...it it makes life kind of cozy...so you can stay.
For a bit.

I really like that all of my boys love to play in you.
And I like that they are strong enough to help their Daddy with the shoveling...even though it was touch and go for a few minutes when I lost them in the drifts...

They sort of stepped outside....and then just disappeared...
Very strange.

 I guess I just don't understand how that could have happened...

Allow London to measure the height of our drifts...

I mean...it was just a little bit of blowing and swirling snowflakes....

But, they have all had a jolly, fine time out there today.
There have been forts dug and snacks eaten.
Then, they came inside for some hot chocolate...and back outside they went again.

 I'm not so sure that Kevy shares their same love....

Please note that all pictures taken by me were from the warmth and safety of inside my home.
With coffee in hand and yoga pants securely on.
It's kind of the way I like to roll...

All other photos were taken by the man who braved the madness.

I was a bit worried that I might lose Ransom and never hear from him again, so I kept him consoled by bringing snow inside by the shovel-fuls for him to play with in the sink.  This appeased him nicely.

And until it was time to repeat the ENTIRE process all over again... we had a cozy, jammy day doing all things blizzard worthy...

All together now, shall we?
Oooooh, the weather outside is frightful!

 But the fiiiiire is sooooooo dee-lightful...

Yes, the marshmallows are excessive.  They're allowed to be on blizzard days.

 And since we've no place to gooooOOOOO ~

All three Hoolies had a campout here last night.  Rancey Pants laughed (all by himself) for a good two hours after the other two were long gone to la-la Land...  Strange child.

 Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow......

Kazink.  Our new family fave game.  We play in teams - and Kev and I firmly believe in showing no mercy.
We're awesome like that.

Okay.
You can be done now.
We have enough to last us until May.
Float away little fishy...