scarves and mittens and boots and snow

SNOW!

We never get snow here. We NEVER get snow here. School dismissed early, worked closed early...it's glorious.

Did I mention that we never get snow here?

It's so much fun to see the kids' reaction to it. They couldn't wait to get their layers upon layers of clothes on and wander out into the magical land that used to be their boring yard.

Pictures, so far:

A little runny nose with that snow? :/



I love this picture. This little church (and it's blue door) is next to our house. If you look closely, you can see the white cross through the tree branches.



We have this old little building on our property....and one of these days, I will find something to do with it.

Captured this red headed, red cheeked guy in mid snowball throw. He was mighty proud of himself.

 

 

Selfies in the snow.

 

And this man.

 

It's still coming down pretty hard. School is already closed for tomorrow, and my kids have officially declared this the best day ever! More pictures to come, I'm sure. Happy snow day, y'all!

Christmas, come back.

I want a Christmas re-do. Christmas is my thing, but I admit, this year, I just wasn't feeling it like usual...that magical, tingly, holiday, Christmas feeling that normally comes flooding in as soon as Halloween is over. It was a struggle to even want to put up our trees this year. This is not me. Not me at all. Most of December came and went without my over the top, obnoxious, shove it down your throat Christmas pep.

Then Christmas Eve came, and there it was. My Christmas feeling. We blasted Christmas tunes, made homemade Candy Apple Jelly, went to the store for holiday meal ingredients forgotten in the mad rush the day before, danced around the kitchen, watched black and white Christmas movies, cooked, baked, lit cinnamon scented candles, talked about Santa Claus (threatened the kids that he was STILL watching), visited Grandma's house. All of it. It was the best. Really, it was.

We were awakened at 5:01 on Christmas morning. 5:01am, people. Well, Christmas spirit was still fast asleep at 5:01 in the morning. Forreal. 

Nevertheless, Santa Claus had, indeed, visited our blessed home during the freezing cold night....and it was finally Jesus' Birthday. We were, once again, reminded of just how loved and insanely special we all are to have another year of life to celebrate.

Annslie (center) and her two best friends waiting on their Pajama party guests to arrive.

Madilyn, Allison, and the little redhead making place cards for the Pajama party happening later that night. 

Vintage snowmen inherited from my sweet Mother -in- Law.

Christmas morning magic.

Wyatt's room. I love this room.

Playing in sisters' room.

Freckles and concentration on Christmas morning.

Wyatt's tree.

View into a messy playroom.

Holly Jolly playroom.

Twinkly living room at night. My favorite.

Oh, Bentley.

It was back to work today, for me, but I have more time off with my favorite people next week. Wishing everyone a happy holiday/Christmas/Winter break! xoxo