It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas? Passing on traditions from my childhood...

Given our locales since we had children (Southern Louisiana until last year), I wasn't honestly sure if and when my children would have the chance to do the things I remember doing as a child. In the 8 years we lived in Louisiana, it snowed twice, at night, and melted by morning. The pictures of me in my winter gear with my snowman as tall as I was didn't seem to be things I would get to pass on to the beans. And then the snow came...

I guess, given the high likelihood of freak snowstorms in March back home in AL, I might have expected it, but I truly didn't. And, in the 8 years we lived in Louisiana, it snowed twice, at night, and melted by morning. So, little chance was expected there and then Jordan surprised me in a big way :). So, we bundled up the kids and carried on the age-old tradition of bundling up in not nearly enough clothes, going outside, and making a snowman. As a child in Alabama, we'd have to collect the snow from 3-4 yards to make a presentable snowman. This year. given the kids' ages, we weren't so worried about the presentability of the snowmen, just that they made some. And, so, here are our crowning glories. First is ButterBean's "snow big sister"

Next is JuniorBean's snow boy extraordinaire...

And, finally, JujuBean's little sister snowgirl...

So, as you can see, we did make it happen. Cold noses, frozen toes, all the joys of going outside to make snowmen so that 10 minutes later you can whine, complain, and cry to go back in :). The tradition is intact and my kids have both seen snow, played in it, and built snowmen. Next year maybe I'll be up for making snow angels...

Happy playing in the snow!