Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow....

Our house is a buzz between the snow outside and the full swing of Christmas festivities inside. I love our little house and I'm going to miss it when we move. It gives us a little more privacy than what we would have if we stayed out on the base, yet it also gives us great neighbors. We have a nice little lake on the side of the house (or is it a pond? - I'm geographically challenged.) We plan on testing out our ice-skating skills on the lake this weekend.

We got some snow last night. It is really fine powdery snow. It has the consistency of sifted flour. Not really good snowman making weather. But we persevered by gettting out our summer-time toys and playing with our sand shovels and pails. Megan is making me a pie in the picture below.

Daniel looks like he is up to mischief. He was having a blast scooping up the snow and dumping it out. I could see his little brain refining the concept of cause and effect.

Joshua was enjoying throwing the snow up in the air and watching it fly.

Megan, with the completed "pie". She's just pleased as punch with herself. I'm surprised she's so easy to get along with today. She woke up at 4am and told me she had a bad dream about Santa Claus. I think it was just an excuse to get in bed with me, since Keith had duty. I'm noticing a pattern.

I'm keeping this short because I'm blogging while the water is boiling for part of tonight's dinner. I'm cooking for Keith and the kids, but I'm heading out to dinner with a friend for a "Moms' night out". Tomorrow night Keith and I are going to a Christmas party at our neighbor's house. We figure it's a good time to try out a new babysitter when we are only going to be across the street. I'm sure she'll be wonderful. We've had her over to play with the kids as a mother's helper in the past, but this will be the first time we're leaving her alone with the kids.