Things have been a little crazy around here this week; we have snow.

Only about two inches, tops, but in the Willamette Valley that's enough to stop the entire state in its tracks, shut down schools, and send kids into a frenzy of excitement. (Even not-so-young kids; check out Joanna's description of college snow days and you'll get completely nostalgic for dorm life.)

My own kids were no exception. Monday morning as soon as they finished eating breakfast Beth wanted to be out in the snow. I managed to restrain them at least till the sun was up, then I let them at it.













And here is the one person who did not join in the general snowfall merriment. (OK, so I guess one of my kids is the exception that proves the rule).




Lucky for her, her sisters are big weenies, and after about 15 minutes they were ready to come inside for hot chocolate. And dump all their snowy wet clothes on the floor. And half an hour later decide to go out again for another 15 minutes. This has pretty much been the pattern for the last couple days.

And even though the bad weather has been messing up some pre-holiday plans I had, I don't mind too much. I've never had a white Christmas in my whole life. Maybe this is the year!