sn-oh my goodness.

We rarely get 'real' snow. When it snows here, an inch (or even a few flurries) can shut down schools and kids try to play in snow that usually amounts to about a dusting. The last big storm that we had was about five years ago and we finally got a much overdue storm. We got a solid twelve inches! I would have taken the obligatory ruler in the snow photo, but who has a ruler anymore?! I also couldn't seem to find one of our three-plus tape measures but here's proof...

Unfortunately, my kiddo has not really discovered a love for playing in the snow yet. I firmly believe that it still takes longer to get him dressed to go out than the time that he actually stays in the snow. That being said, we thought that a ride on his new sled from Christmas may turn him around.

Nate kept telling me that he was going to go "surfing" - another indication this kiddo hasn't seen real snow in his lifetime, eh? This was before his first (and only) sled ride that day. Our house is on top of a hill which makes mowing the grass a real workout, but also makes a great sledding spot.

"I'm going to surf" he said.
"I'll catch you -- and it's sledding" I said.

Well, he slid and in my efforts to take photos after Chris shot him down the hill, I totally missed catching him and he ended up in the middle of our street (no worries - no traffic!).

See how happy he is while in motion?

Once he got to the bottom and realized that snow got on his sled and his boots, a toddler meltdown ensued. I guess this kiddo takes after me a bit ... just a little particular :)

After that, our sled-shy kiddo decided that while he didn't want snow on his boots, sled, or coat, that snow is absolutely delicious. I honestly think that he ate his weight in snow. I cannot get this kid to eat real food to save my life, but snow gets devoured. Pica?  He's also eaten sand before (repeatedly), so nothing would surprise me.

We may give going out in the snow another go (because it hasn't all melted yet!), but we'll see. When running errands this morning, he wanted me to carry him over a puddle so as to not get his shoes wet, so we'll see ...