Snow...in California???

Apparently, a snowfall at 5am can be heard by children in California.

This native California family has all the best in snow gear.

My stalker-walker friend Gina, even talked me into walking in the snowy-slushy-mess. This picture is for you Roger (Gina's never-sits-down-for-a-second-dad)...I'm not such a wimp after all right? Remember, you said I was back in your good graces!

The last snowfall we had was four years ago, on a Sunday. The kids were doubly blessed that they could play in it all day. God blessed the children again this time too. They are all home from school today for the President's holiday weekend.

As my darling hubby would say, "God loves you, but we're His favorite."

Our Annual 'Why we don't live in the snow-trip.'

Have you ever gone to the pet store with your children and held a new puppy? The kids were all around begging you to take this adorable little creature home with you? And maybe like me, you were smitten...for that moment, and took the puppy home. Only hours later wondering to yourself, "What in the world was I thinking?!?"

That is how it is every year when we go to the snow.

After only an hour on the hill, kids crying because they can't feel their feet, tears after tumbling down the slope on their faces...lost gloves, noses running,...I am pretty ready to go home.

We are blessed to have a dear family friend who lends us their cabin. It is the kids favorite family vacation and (minus the snow) it is ours too. Since we don't live in the snow, after twelve months of pretty warm weather, we are usually beside ourselves to get bundled up and hit the hills with our sleds.


These past four days were wonderful hanging out in the cabin, reading, watching movies and eating lots of junk food together. But once again, I take my hat off to you gals LIVING in the ice and snow. God Bless your hearts and homes.

You ladies are much more amazing than I give you credit for.