That’s right. Snow trumps dirt. Who knew?!
I never thought anything could trump a boys love for dirt. Turns out I don’t know much.
When we got almost 15 inches of snow last week…you would have thought that the 8 gazillion Christmas toys that landed under the tree were all as good as garbage.
Not a single kid cared about playing with any of those toys. Including the spectacular Fire House that came from Pottery Barn Kids.
Nope, all they cared about was building snowmen, throwing snowballs, shoveling the driveway, and freezing their butts off.
I am usually not one to like the cold, so snow doesn’t do much for me. I prefer not to be snowed in.
Honestly, that hinders my ability to go get a giant fountain coke from the gas station. And we ALL know that I don’t function without my carbonated beverage in a styrofoam cup.
Next year I know what I’ll be asking Santa for. Snow. It would have made my shopping list a whole let less expensive.
You think he’d bring me a fountain soda machine for my garage too?
I’ll leave you with this lovely video of my husband. If you thought my kids were cray-cray? Now you can see where they get it. Snow angels in a t-shirt and no socks….dumb.