Wednesday, January 26, 2011
There once were 3 snowmen. Ok, technically speaking, 2 snowmen and one snowlady. They lived for about 3 minutes before Zach decided it would be more fun to shove them over. Which he did with glee. Then they got snowed on. And started to look like big white dinosaur eggs. Which is what I told Ryan they were, and he almost believed me.
Monday, January 24, 2011
I may have mentioned the new house. Here it is, after the first round of snowstorms. There are several things about it that don't make any sense, like the rounded "bow house" roof - despite being built in the 70s. Someone had a bit too much fun laminating rafters for that pseudo antique look (and yes, we fell for it!).
Ice on the inside of the window - that's a bad thing, right? But these faux antique windows...we can't replace them in any reasonably cost-effective manner. Hmm. Guess we'll just keep the blinds down till spring and hope for the best.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Before we were inundated with snow, there was ice. Those are air bubbles, looking a bit like frozen fireworks.
Zach was highly fascinated by the invitation to walk on the frozen lake, not to mention the couple kids playing hockey.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
It's that time of year when we measure by the foot. Screw inches, those are lame.
Zach has been having a blast doing all things snow - shoveling, licking, climbing, sledding. He really likes Josh's new gadget, the Snow Brum, for clearing high-volume snow off of cars.
And it's helpful that he wears red, as I might otherwise loose track of him. Snow exploration is one of the few activities that he will do on his own.
PS: In between continuing to try and move into the new house, shopping for a new bed and all its various parts, taking care of a 2-year-old, life, etc., I have a few abandoned photos from the last few months. In the shuffle, I'd lost my mini USB cord and was unable to get those photos from the camera to my computer. Till yesterday, when I found it in my underwear drawer. God only knows how it got there.