(sweet picture that Josh took of an enormous snowflake falling into our lil' snowbunny)
Josh and I grew up north- where this white stuff was nothing. We have snowman-making embedded into our blood. So we instantly got rolling and packing in the fluff, gathered some accessories, Oreos, Fruitloops, carrot, badmitten rackets and poof!...
Shivering a bit, we all (furry one included) snuggled up by our fireplace with a cup of warmth. Doesn't get much better than that. We lost electricity, so the chill in the house got the best of us eventually and we packed up our fridge to head to my Mom's warm air. These flakes were a TX memory to never forget!
Mr. Snowman at about lunchtime.
Mr. Snowman at about dinnertime.