Snow!

I know there are lots of grumbly people that hate snow. And maybe if I lived somewhere that it snowed all the time, I could relate. Roads can be dangerous, power outages can ensue, shoveling is inevitable - I get it. But here in Maryland, we have four distinctly beautiful seasons, and I cherish each one. I, too, am a grumbly person about certain things, but not when it comes to snow!



3 months old (Feb. 2010)



14 months old (Jan. 2011)



I absolutely love winter. (Actually, let me preface that by saying that I love winter when I am warmly dressed!) Layer on the fuzzy scarves and sweaters, don the woolly striped socks, pile the blankets high. Mostly, I love the magic of mother nature tossing a giant white quilt on the earth to protect living things during the cold. Snow is an amazing gift in winter.

I get excited like a child each and every time it snows, but I'm finding even more joy sharing the snow with E. Unlike me, E isn't convinced of all the magic. Today he is geared up in puffy snow pants, a warm hat and all the other cold-weather trimmings. He resembles the giant puffy marshmallow guy from Ghostbusters in his duds. When he tries to walk in his stiff boots, he looks like a little padded robot. It's so cute!

So, we went outside in the snow and, like always, he "helped" me fill our bird feeders. Here is E last year in the snow compared to now. WOW. What a difference a year makes.

He is a curious tot and a really good sport when it comes to, well just about anything. He's got a great threshold of patience. Even when he fell over in the snow (in slow motion due to all the layers), he shook it off. He didn't mind sitting still, silently perched in the snow-covered grass as I poured the sunflower seeds in the feeder. I guess those snow pants keep his tush warm! He had finally had enough when his mittens got wet, so we came back inside.

The weather forecast calls for more snow this week. Wo-hoo!