Yup... We're still in Texas

Dallas had a blizzard yesterday. The snow was all wrong. Instead of being light and fluffy, it was wet and heavy. Maybe I'm just bitter. The bad weather interfered with our satellite and we were unable to watch American Idol or LOST. Hmph!

I'll give Texas props, though. It's way out of practice in the snow department. At least the stuff was white...

Doug wiggled and squirmed until the Papa Bear arrived home from work. I told Doug that Dad would take him out to play in the snow (Doug's first snow experience). As soon as Ry walked through the front door, Doug darted outside yelling "Snow! Snow! Snoooow!" The problem was that he didn't have on shoes, socks or pants.



When properly attired, my handsome boys preceded to make a giant snowball. This mound consisted of 60% snow, 25% mud, and 15% dog poop. Welcome to apartment living.





Kiana and I couldn't resist the snow either. We joined the boys for a few minutes. I gained a new appreciation for pioneer women who trekked across the continent in freezing snow with babies in tow... so we went back inside and watched the fun from the window.