We were warned when we moved to Vermont that the snow would come, and when it did, there would be plenty of it. And now, the day before Thanksgiving, it came. We had a dusting last week, but not really very much. This time, it fell almost all day Wednesday and we ended up with about 8-10 inches. And it was the good, fluffy snow, not icy and dangerous. It was plenty more than any of us have ever seen (at least at our own house) and my Southern children were excited! They couldn’t wait to get out in it. Personally, I’d rather enjoy it from the warmth inside. But I still went out a little while just to see their excitement.
This was just as the snow was starting to fall. You can’t really see how much it was in this one.
Andrew can’t believe how much it’s snowing and can’t wait to get outside!
My family teamed up against me with the snowballs.
So thankful for the snow boots Grandma bought, the snow pants several different families provided, and the winter jackets I found really cheap at yard sales this past summer! Bring on the Vermont winter!
The kids’ snow-family!
Abi and I enjoyed the snow from inside. She really didn’t want much to do with it at all. In fact, this was her reaction the first time around.
She didn’t even want to touch it from inside the house. She could have cared less about the snowman when I showed her.
The next day, after the driveway had been plowed, the snow heaps provided even more fun! Leah could barely walk through the knee-deep snow.
I’m sure we’ll grow tired of this white stuff by the time March rolls around, but for now we are happy to see it and will enjoy it while we can!
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