The Weather Channel had warned us that "frozen rain" was headed our way on Sunday night and into Monday morning. I was pretty excited mostly because everybody had Monday off so I didn't have to worry about anybody going anywhere. By 10:00 on Sunday night it started to sleet lightly. Around 7:30 on Monday morning Clint and I were just waking up. I told him I was going to look outside and see how everything looked. He said, "It's just going to look normal. It's just really cold outside." I peeked through my blinds and said, "There is a blanket of snow outside!" Clint jumped out of bed to see for himself and then we went to tell the kids to take a look.
We got the kids layered up and headed outside to check it out.
The first thing they wanted to do was throw snowballs but the snow was super powdery - more sleet than snow, really - so they just threw snow at each other instead.
Lydia stayed out of it.
Instead she picked up on of my pot dishes to discover that there was no ice beneath. She was fascinated. (You can get idea from this picture how thick the ice is.)
We carefully walked down the steps to play in the backyard.
My kids' first snow angels!
Digging up frozen hula hoops.
We talked about Ezra Keat's book "Snowy Day" about how the little boy would make lines in the snow by dragging his feet and then he would drag a stick along behind him to make another line.
Meanwhile Clint attacked the pile of snow/sleet be the back door.
Poor Lydia. Unfortunately she was also sick on Monday. She would come out and play for a few minutes, then come inside, throw up, and lay down for a while.
Later in the afternoon Lizzy and I went up the hill outside our house to attempt sledding on a cardboard box. I wish we'd had a real sled, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
It wasn't fast, but she had fun so we trodded back home and had the rest of the family join us. Clint brought out a couple of plastic lids to try out as well.
A little later still, we went on a "snow walk".
Because everything is under a sheet of ice you could see the water and air pockets moving under your feet when walking. I tried to take a video to show.
Here's another picture of the thickness of the ice. I broke this off our driveway.
We knew Lydia wasn't feeling well when she pulled out a pillow and blanket and went to sleep in the middle of the living room in front of the fire place.
Here are just a few pictures looking outside from our windows.
