First Snow

We woke up on Saturday to the first major snow of the season.  Leah was convinced it was Christmas day.  Although the snow canceled our plans to head to Indy for a day at the museum, we still had a great time together at home.

It's horrible, I know, but sometimes we just can't resist torturing our kids.  At least he wasn't sick, just grumpy.

 Of course, Leah has been there before, too, more than once.  This year, though, she was more than happy to stay in the snow until her mittens were soggy and her fingers frozen.  Why don't they make tiny gloves?

Jason and Leah made a perfect snowman in our front yard.  It's hard to believe winter is officially here (in case the passing of Thanksgiving and the crazy Christmas prep weren't reminder enough!)