Asher, snoweater

Did some playing in the snow today...sort of.  In a way, snow play is pretty limited when there's 3+ feet of it and you're less than 3 feet tall.  On the other hand, some freezing rain had put a nice ice crust in the front yard, and Reuel and Owen got up on top of the snow, made a fort, and had fun sliding down the banks.  Owen was pretty excited that he could finally reach the low limbs of the cherry tree and attempt to climb it...something he's been attempting for a while.  And here I was constantly telling him that you can't climb trees in the winter.  Lost some of my preschooler cred on that one.

Asher...he's a puppy dog!  All he wants to do outside is eat snow.  Any color, anywhere, unless it's a really salty chunk, he'll try to eat it.  Reuel got out the spoons so that Asher didn't have to get frostbite trying to grab handfuls with his mittens off (he doesn't like the furry texture he encounters when eating off his mittens).

I am on church cookie duty this weekend, and just finished my 6 batches.  Owen is VERY insistent on licking the beater, a privilege formerly claimed by his father.  There may be fisticuffs between the two of them at some point, but Owen won today because Reuel was up shoveling the roof when Mommo's triple chocolate cookie batter was complete (I learned my lesson today...those cookies are way too expensive for refreshment hour baking!!).  I have heard enough stories and warnings of roof collapses that when I heard some strange creaking in the kitchen, I quickly grabbed the kids and we headed to the living room.  But then I saw snow flying and realized Reuel was shoveling up there.  A warning would be nice next time :}