It is always a sad day when you realize that it is time to retire the flip flops and BBQ. I think that it becomes official when it finally snows for the first time each year. Since we moved to Washington, I really wasn't expecting snow and was quite happy about that fact. But needless to say I did not escape it even after moving 500 miles. Even though I complain about it, it is hard not to acknowledge the fact that it is beautiful. It changes the way you look at things in an instant. And I like that. I like the new perception when looking at everything covered in pretty, white, fluffy snow. It just looks clean and pure. The way things should appear I think.
Not to mention that the girls LOVED it!!! They went outside to make a snowman and did it all on their own.
And here is the finished product that they were very proud of.