Jonathan is absolutely over the moon with the snowfall at our house last night. (So was Dale, for that matter—we discovered it when we got up this morning.) He sat on the loveseat and looked out the window to the back garden and nattered on non-stop about all the snow he saw. Even though it was only about 2 inches, it covered everything and looked absolutely beautiful. Now it’s 11 a.m. and he and Dale have made a little snowman out by the bird feeders and are having snowball fights. Unfortunately Jonathan has very little conception of how to throw a snowball (I bet he could kick one great, but I guess we haven’t been doing many throwing sports . . .) and gets within a foot of Dale, throws the snowball straight up in the air, and it falls on the ground between them. Occasionally it gets the tip of Dale’s boots. Then Jonathan runs down the back yard to the oak tree and hides behind it so that Dale can’t hit him with a snowball. He’s got his snow boots on, and his ski jacket, and his blue woolly hat, and with his rosy cheeks he just looks like a little snow bunny. What fun!
Posted by elizabeth at February 14, 2004 11:04 AM