It’s official winter is here.
I wasn’t ready, and when I saw the snow Monday morning I tweeted some harsh words, and swore a bit under my breath. My eldest had the same reaction “I want to punch it in the face,” he said as he peered out his bedroom window. Yeah, I second that emotion. Especially after I spent 45 minutes turning the house inside out looking for snow boots that I could have swore were in the bottom of closet in June.
On Saturday, I braved Wal-Mart and stocked us up on winter gear. Hats, gloves, snow pants and boots, and this morning as we stepped outside into 2 inches of fresh powder my loathing switched to love as I admired the peaceful landscape and witnessed Little Red’s first snow angel.
Winter IS officially here and now I’m officially ready.