3 Snowfalls in 1 Winter…This is still Texas right?

Just look at this beauty!

Okay, so three snowfalls in one year isn’t a big deal to most people, but I LOVE winter and so wish I could live somewhere with real seasons, cuz in Texas, we usually have Summer and February.

But not this year!  This year is amazing.  We had a White Christmas, y’all!  And yesterday, it snowed all. day. long.  All day long!  Big, beautiful flakes from the time we woke up until well past bedtime.  And we awoke this morning to this…

Check out the little pillars on top of each fence post.  So cute!  I could post a million more pictures like this, but I won’t, since most of you aren’t as giddy about snow as I am.  Even my kids didn’t get as worked up as me.  David and I keep telling them to remember this because it never snows like this in Texas.  (A record breaking 12 inches!)  They are starting to doubt us, though, because we said the same thing just a couple of months ago when it snowed on Christmas Eve and we barely made it home from Gran’s house. 

They managed to have a bit of fun in the stuff today though.  (And no, they aren’t dressed nearly warmly enough.  We live in Texas, remember?  But they have got lots of layers on that you can’t see, and a hodge podge of gloves and odd boots that we dug up.  As I said, they managed, and my dryer ran ALL day!)

 

 
Just one more of the big kid…

You should have seen the other guy…

Alternatively, I could have titled this post, “There’s a reason why monkeys shouldn’t be jumping on the bed!”

Last night, G-man was performing tricks for his brothers.  (Who should have thought to mention to Grant that his antics weren’t a good idea!)  Anywhoooo….Grant stood at the foot of his bed and fell face first into his pillow doing a belly flop of sorts.  Things went well the first two times, but the third time…not so much.  His face smacked the headboard.  OUCH!

Yeah, I get a little queasy every time I imagine it.

We took the above picture shortly after he calmed down.  We literally watched it swell and turn color over the course of the evening.  This next picture was taken the next morning…much less swelling, loads more color.

Can you tell Grant is a little peeved with having his picture taken yet again?  We kept trying, but none of our photos captured the full beauty of the purples and greens under his eye.  And he is already tired of telling what happened to everyone he meets.  To avoid attention, perhaps he could try this…