Snow

Winter is upon us here in Boston.  It came earlier than usual and it really hasn't melted since it first came.  We were taken by surprise one night. Alan had woken up to use the bathroom around 3am.  He could not go back to sleep.  He kept saying it was morning time, and he was very persistent.  Despite the fact that his clock did not say 6 yet.  And despite many explanations that 3 was many hours away from 6, logic did not prevail.  He kept saying it looked like morning.  After a while, I finally got up to get a drink.  And then I looked outside. Reality hit. It had snowed. Albeit about an inch, but it was enough for "the moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow [to give] the luster of mid-day to objects below."  Yeah, Clement C Moore wasn't kidding. My 4 year old was convinced it was daytime. Now who in their right mind tells a 4 year old in the middle of the night that it has snowed for the first time this season. Well, me. Because it would convince him that it was the middle of the night.  And he somehow went right back to sleep.

But the next morning, excitement could no longer be contained. As I was sleeping (after said nighttime experience) Scott let these little guys out to play first thing.  And he snapped these photos which I think, really capture the excitement of the first snow.

And here are a few more pictures after we got a bit more.

James is so silly and refuses to wear his big coat.  He will only wear this little jacket.  He doesn't last long.  Alan, on the other hand, gets all geared up and goes out almost every day no matter how cold it is.  After watching Rudolph, he's taken to being Yukon Cornelius and prospecting.  I caught him throwing the garden spade up in the air and then tasting it. (yeah we put an end to that.) But the snow gives Scott a good work out  keeping up with shoveling.  And Lucy and I mostly stay inside.  Welcome Winter and recent polar vortex coldness. Hopefully it warms up soon?