First, when Sarah and I were going to the grocery store, there was driving rain with sleet. Ewh. Then, there was a wintry mix. Then, it was just full on snow. Snow! It's probably over an inch thick on the ground right now. We've lived here nearly a decade and have never seen this much snow at a time in Atlanta. It was 60 degrees out yesterday.
Rex has never seen snow before in his life. Lola needs a bath, a thing the bright white snow just accentuates. Kate's been running a fever all day, but I let her go outside and play in it for a bit anyway because I couldn't figure out how to stop her. At first, she sneaked out wearing nothing but her gymnastics leotard, slippers and, because she's very responsible, her winter coat. I dragged her back in but quickly realized that just ushering her up to bed with all the excitement going on was out of the question.
Then, because we have no gloves or mittens for the girls (it's as if we don't know anyone who knits, right?) Kate cried because her frozen hands burned from the cold. Then I forced both girls to take a nap, even though I felt the proper thing to do would be to make hot cocoa and huddle around the candle-lit fireplace under big blankets together. We can do that later, I suppose. We'd better hurry, though, because it's going to be in the 60s again by Tuesday.