Snow Day in Texas. Yes... Texas

If it wasn't for the precarious ice hidden beneath the snow on the roads (making it a wee bit dangerous to navigate them), I would so be digging this. It is, however, way better than a Texas summer. You can always put clothes on, but walking around naked is not allowed (at least, outside the house).

Here are a few shots of Elise enjoying the white stuff. I might try to wrangle Mattias into a snowsuit later. You know, if I'm feeling a bit crazy.

Sno' body cuter!

Okay, I might be a tiny bit obsessed with taking Elise's picture in the snow, but come on... how often do I get to do this?

Here she is sporting a toque knit by my Grandma, circa the late 1970's to early 1980's.

Hey Vancouver, need some snow?

I saw a story on the news the other day how Vancouver has to truck snow to some of the Olympic sites. It sort of tickles me considering we have about 8 inches on the ground right now and it's STILL falling. Did I mention I live in Texas?

I am having so much fun right now!

So, so pretty

Okay, so we don't have all the proper snow gear, but it's something!

Our snow man!

Hey Elise, do you like the snow?

Finishing off our time with a wee bit o' hot chocolate... the first time she's ever had any. I think she's a fan!

Twas the night before Christmas...

Merry Christmas Eve, from Joanne, Fred, Elise and Seven. How did we spend December 24th? Funny you should ask; let's see some pictures:

Decorated some homemade gingerbread cookies with Elise. If you're wondering why so small and just round, it was so Elise could have a cookie or two and we didn't have to be too worried about the carb count (I didn't have any small cookie cutters). In case you're interested, they're 4g of carbs each. I know this because I am insane. Let's just leave it at that.

Posed for our annual Christmas card photo. This one was a fail (Seven was sticking out her tongue in protest of having to endure such humiliation).

Went to Christmas Eve service at our church. Sorry random guy who somewhat looks like the owner of the Cowboys, I am too tired to photoshop you out.

Went to our annual after-Christmas-Eve-service dinner at a steakhouse... YUM!

There are no pictures of this, but on our way home we got into a very sticky situation trying to drive over a frozen over-pass. Thank you God that my husband is such a competent driver and was able to get us out of something could have ended very badly.

Took some pictures of the snow in our backyard. Why, it's ever so pretty!

Unwrapped our traditional Christmas Eve ornament. Every year since Fred and I have been married, we've given each other an ornament that we open on Christmas Eve. After Elise was born, she got to join in the fun. The only downfall is she then opened Fred's ornament, my ornament, and tried to open every other present under the tree.

She likes hers!

Elise's carousel (she LOVES a good carousel ride... heck, she even loves a bad one).


My snowman... how apropos!

Fred's ornament... he is!

Fred took Seven for a walk in the snow. A little insanity on her part ensued. Snow is like crack to this dog.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

I'm dreaming...

2:30 pm on Christmas eve... Texas, you continue to confound me.

(It was 70 degrees F, or 20 degrees C, yesterday)

Apparently I woke up in Canada this morning

It didn't last long, but it sure was pretty.