Last night it started snowing, and Ian was really excited about the 'flurries', but by the morning, there was 5-6 inches of that wonderful white stuff on the ground! Ian was so happy and kept saying that it was December now and Santa could come! haha... too bad he has to wait longer. Anyway, after school, Ian and Luke got to play in the snow. Luke really doesn't know what to do in it yet, and Ian just throws snowballs at Luke and makes him cry. I tried to get them to pull each other on the sled, but that didn't last too long. Maybe I was a little older, but I remember playing outside in the snow for hours with my little brother. We'd play GI Joes, make roads with the sleds, try to build igloo's, have snow ball fights, and make snow angels! I always had SO much fun in the snow. But as of now, Ian just runs back and forth in the yard, and plops down and eats the snow. Luke will just walk around and kick his feet in it. But they had fun today until one of Ian's giant snowballs landed right on Luke's face and went down the front of his coat. Needless to say, snow time was over.... *wink wink*