I woke up this morning to find literally about a foot of snow on the porch…and it’s still snowing.
This is the first big storm since at least two years before my kids were born. It may be the first big storm since the blizard of 1995, when Erin was snowed in at our place.
I kept track because 1997 is the year Bill moved out here from California, and I kept tellling him we were going to have some really cold weather and a real snow storm, but it never happened. This is our first real snowstorm since he came. (Unfortunately, he’s about to get off from work right now. I hope he and his co-workers makes it home safely. Luckily, thanks to the Johnsons, he now has a huge van–which really beats me picking up from work! And he only got the van Tuesday. God is very gracious!)
Argh! I don’t have snow boots! Or rather, Ping-Ping doesn’t, but I’ve been lending her mine. Worse, I bought lower-rimmed boots for Orville as I couldn’t find the high kind and thought, "Ah, we haven’t had a big snow in years." Ah, well. We should still be able to go sledding.
Main plan for today, other than enjoy the snow: watch Christmas movies and specials with our daughter. ;-)