Thursday, February 19, 2015

You Knew It Was Coming: Ugly Sweaters, Hot Cocoa, Snow



Snowy days are the best. No school. An excuse to snap pictures. Hot cocoa. Sledding. Not to mention the spotless blanket of perfection sparkling over the whole yard. The first thing I do when I wake up and there is whiteness shining through my window is find my ugliest sweater and slippers. Oversize ugly sweaters are the thing right now, aren't they? Whether they are the thing or not, they are super cuddly, quick, and easy.



I own the ugliest ugly sweater ever. I mean it is not even cute in any sense of the imagination, buuuuuut it IS a super quick thing to throw on with jeans and a necklace. Next make some hot cocoa and you are due for a great snow day!


Back when we were little snow days were super fun... whenever it starts to snow Mom gets the bowl. She sets it outside, and we watch each snowflake drift inside. Trapped. When the bowl is full, Mom brings it in and make snow ice cream. Some people call it other things, but whatever it goes by it tastes the same. Soft. Creamy. Sweet. 


We go outside to play, creating our own things out of the white. Misshaped snowmen. Crooked angels. Snow castles.


Snow days have changed since we were little. Now there are school books to read, papers to write, people to call. I guess that is just a part of growing up, giving up a bit more of childhood.  We still find time to enjoy the winterland after all the responsibilities.



My sister and I love to practice our photography. 


And yes, sometime I even get into my marshmallow suit and sled down our tiny slope. My family makes fun of me because I am a slow sledder, but that is JUST because of my sled! I have a slow sled. They just have to accept that fact.

The best thing about a snow day is that moment at end when the sun sets and the moonlight reflects on the frosted earth. The way the outside world glows awes me all over again every time. It almost makes me want to go back out, but I am to happy by the crackling fire, to warm, to tired. 

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What is your favorite part about snow days? Leave a comment bellow.



6 comments:

  1. My favorite part is taking pictures with you.
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  2. We called it snow cream and It doesn't look like I will have enough snow this year to make it. I did not like to have snowball fights or make snowmen (but I loved for other people to make them; I just didn't like to hold snow and have cold hands.) What I loved to do was walk and walk, all over my neighborhood, and just look at the snow - the wonder and beauty of it. It still amazes me. I love your pictures, your picture stories are just wonderful. I admire my granddaughters and love each one of you in a different way; it helps me understand God's love for all of us. Thank you, my precious, for being such a wonderful granddaughter.

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    1. Aw! Thank you so much! You are a wonderful grandma and all the work of this blog is worth it just knowing that you are enjoying it.

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  3. I've got to say that I enjoy the ugly sweater part a lot! My mom has all of these old sweaters from the 80s and I wear them all the time because they're so, so warm! (And, let's be honest, they're kind of the thing right now.) I love waking up for school and then getting to sleep in and wear my pajamas all day and do fun things. We had a cold day today, and I took my time getting ready and then got to play volleyball with one of my friends. It was so nice!

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  4. I've got to say that I enjoy the ugly sweater part a lot! My mom has all of these old sweaters from the 80s and I wear them all the time because they're so, so warm! (And, let's be honest, they're kind of the thing right now.) I love waking up for school and then getting to sleep in and wear my pajamas all day and do fun things. We had a cold day today, and I took my time getting ready and then got to play volleyball with one of my friends. It was so nice!

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    1. Oooo that does sound fun. By the way I love your blog.

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