Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Day 75

We woke up to a beautiful white world.

I could only hold them off until 9 or so before I was harassed into a morning snow adventure.
It was a perfect day to be out. The sun was out and kept us plenty warm, there was no wind, and it was simply beautiful.

We tromped through the woods in the back of the house, which was especially pretty. Wish I had brought my camera back there, but I had my hands full helping Derek up and down the hills and over the fallen branches.
He is not known for his athleticism.

Or coordination.

But he is awfully charming.

My snow angel.

 Mama's not so good at making snow-people.

Or going to bed at a decent hour.
Or keeping a clean house.
Or saying no to ice cream.

But that's neither here nor there.

Spanish lesson of the day:

La nieve es bonita.

The snow is pretty.


Taylor said...

Where is your snow picture? Hmmmm?

Joyce said...

Love that first snow day! The 116th snow day I could do without but the first ones are always fun!

Maranda said...

Muy bien.