Let it snow! Let it snow! Let is snow!

We were on our way to church on Sunday. We were all talking about how cold it was, and how it looked like snow, there were all clouds that looked right. Suddenly Katie said "It IS snowing!" It had started snowing, and by the time we got to church, it was coming down quite steadily. Katie and I spent most of the drive singing

"Oh the weather outside is frightful,
but the fire inside is so delightful.
And since we've really no place to go,
(except church of course)
let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!"

And then we had to sit through the sermon wondering if it was still snowing or not, the windows in our church are to high to be able to tell, especially because they tilt the blinds up so high.

It was still snowing after the service, so after a quick snack, Ellen and I spent a good fifteen minutes outside, freezing, and attempting to ketch snowflakes in our mouths. We caught some, but I think more landed on my eyebrows and glasses, or at least my hair.

Another sermon - this time, all the sunday school students were upstairs. I'm pretty certain their were plenty craning heads trying to see if it was still snowing. Of course, it didn't work, and typically, it wasn't by the end of the service. Of course, not having any snow rather took the fun out of the cold -especially seeing as it didn't collect.

On the way home, dad suggested that perhaps it had snowed a foot at our our house. Michaela said, "Oh yes, we will be driving along and suddenly their will be this big line, and a foot of snow will be there. And we can see exactly where it stopped. "

Of course, their was not a foot of snow (living in the valley does that to you.) However, it had collected a little on a stone bench we have (it must have been colder than everything else) so we all rushed out, divided it into six portions and ate it. Well, Michaela didn't. She was to sophisticated to eat snow. Or maybe she was just to cold. My feet were certainly freezing in my Sunday shoes!!