Wonders Never Cease

It actually snowed in Georgia for the second year in a row. Well, it would be more accurate to say that it snowed, and then it rained and topped the snow with a nice layer of treacherous ice.


(This little snow suit was Evan's some 13 years ago *sniff* *sniff*)
The boys had a great time breaking through the top layer of ice and playing in the snow beneath.

Well, John wasn't much of a fan of the snow. He stood motionless the entire time he was outside making an uneasy, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" sound. I speak fluent John...allow me to translate...the, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" means, "What have you people done to my backyard? Pick me up...I fell like I'm gonna fall down...."

See, he smiled for the camera...but wouldn't move an inch.

The older boys kept pushing each other down. (Why do they do that?) This picture was taken about the time I began bellowing at Brian to zip his coat up.

Grandad Marshman gave Evan this camouflage raincoat. The fact that it is waterproof came in handy because he kept belly crawling through the snow. (Why do they do that?) Notice that Adam is wearing gardening gloves again this year. I guess I should buy some real snow gloves. I thought last year's snow was a fluke and the boys wouldn't need them. I guess I should buy full outfits of snow gear...of course, with my luck, that would ensure that it never snows again.

Adam preparing to do a face down snow angel. (Why do they do that?) Luckily for us we live in a military town and Evan's friend gave him this full camo (warm!) outfit when he had outgrown it...and Evan passed it on to Adam when he had outgrown it.

Mike tried to teach John that snow can be fun. I heard him tell John, "You never eat it if it's yellow, son...but it's good!!"

He gave eating it a try but he still refused to walk around in it. I told him, "John...we are from Virginia...we like the snow!" Mike answered me, speaking for John, and said, "No, mama...I'm pure Georgian." It made me kind of sad...but it really is true...it has been 5 years since we moved from our homeland of Virginia.

Still not moving.

Okay, there is eating snow...but my boys seem to take eating snow to a new level. (Why do they do that?) Behold, the, "Feasting on the Snow" photo shoot.

Because of the top layer of ice, the boys were able to pick up huge chunks of ice and snow to gnaw on. Right after I took this picture I asked Brian why he hadn't zipped up his coat. He then informed me that he had just broken his zipper. Oh, for pity sake.

Why isn't Adam wearing a hat? What kind of a mother would allow such a thing?

I finally moved John to a bench since he refused to budge...

...but then, Brian threw a snowball at Evan and John got showered with some of the ice cold collateral damage, and was DONE with being outside in the snow.

So I carried John across the frozen tundra of the backyard to the warm house and gave him a warm bottle.

And thus concludes the tale of our Georgia Snowfall of 2011.

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