Wintry Mixes

On Friday night, we received our first snow of the season - a wintry mix as deemed by Weather Channel.

While Brian was making our delicious breakfast, I asked Michael: "Do you want to go play with the snow on the deck?"

If Michael knew to say, "Heck yes I would!" I think he would have.

Then begins what I am going to call The Bacon Trilogy.

"Michael, would you like some bacon?"

"We'll feed it to you so you don't have to take your snow gloves off and come inside."

"Would you like some more?"

After breakfast, there was the sledding and the shoveling of the driveway.

I can assure you - that if anything REALLY bad happens to Michael on that sled - I am absolutely taking NO blame for this. I know the TWO people I will be thinking can live with it on their conscious.

And my sweeties:

We went inside for hot cocoa (and hot milk with honey and marshmallows on it for M). Michael told me, "Mommy, snow is THE BEST!"

Well, you can hang with your dad on that one because your mom is a tropical asian flower from Houston who busted her front tooth doing "winter sports" so I'm not as much of a fan as you are son.