We had a couple of snowy (on and off) days here in Portland, and the boys have been so excited! When it started snowing on Sunday, they could not wait to get outside. They didn't even argue about bundling up for once, though we did have to confiscate Max's mittens once we were outside for a while, since they were soaked and he kept sucking dirty snow water from them. Our fin time in the snow actually ended when we couldn't convince Max that it's not a good idea to bend down and lick snow from the cul de sac street. Sigh....


Fortunately, Ben and Gabe were more interested in having a snowball fight than eating snow. In lieu of learning how to make a snowball, they alternated between shrieking, "Make me a snowball, Daddy!" and picking up chunks of snow and flinging them however they came off the ground. Sometimes they just picked up snowballs they'd already thrown and re-tossed them, since as neither 5 nor 3 year olds are known for their power pitches, most of the snowballs did not explode on impact. Here's Max with a "snowball":
After MUCH cajoling and bossing, eventually I was able to convince Gabe to make a snow angel. He was fairly skeptical, and he really didn't want to lay down in the wet snow until I got Ben to show him how...then Gabe made a bunch of them all over the cul de sac. Ben made one, then went back to trying to make a snowball.
The boys even went up the hill to "help" the neighbor girls make a pile of snow for their snow fort. I'm not sure that even f the plowed the whole block they would have enough snow for the fort, but the boys were happy to throw their "snowballs" at the girls' snow pile instead of each other.
Unfortunately, the snow would come down thick...then melt away a half hour later. Or luckily, depending on your point of view...since John had to work Sunday and Monday, perhaps he appreciated the transient nature of our snowy days. I know I grew to appreciate it when we had to make an emergency trip to the doctor to have Ben's partially dislocated elbow popped back into place right before dinner time. It was nice that even though it was snowing heavily when we left Forest Grove (Happy Birthday, Penny!) that it was just raining and normal wet by the time we had to drive back up the big hill we live on. In the end, I think this was just enough snow for us!