The second picture was before our first HUGE storm... see, no snow.
But isn't Parker just so CUTE in his coat and hat? We couldn't find his mittens that day so we put some socks on his hands. Laugh if you want, but I think I will do socks more often, they stay on better than his mittens.
The rest of the pictures are right after we got 8-9 inches in probably
about 12 hours. We had our good friends Rob and Jocelyn come out to play and try to get a fun family picture. As you can see, we had a good time.
Brad's pride and joy... the piles of snow by our driveway. ( Well, Parker is his pride and joy too of course) Every winter when the snow starts accumulating, I laugh whenever I drive into our driveway. It really is an
art form to get the snow berms to come to a perfect point like that.
Ok... so these top two pictures are from the Sunday before Christmas and not Christmas Day as the title says, but who's counting.
Christmas Eve we all smothered anything we could find in chocolate. My favorite is the chocolate covered cinnamon bears.
Parker first wondered if this really was for him.
He clearly got over wondering once he jumped on. This is his dancing/"I'm having fun" face.
What good is snow with out a snowball fight. Brad's mom was the target. This is the view from Brad's parents back yard...isn't it beautiful.
Almost every day of our trip, Parker would wake up from either a nap or in the morning with a new scratch on his face. So for Christmas morning he had a total of 6 scraches on his face. Crazy sleeper. His nails aren't even long.
You can never start learning to be a handy man too early. Brad was putting together some shelves for his mom and Parker had to be a part of it. He didn't want to let go of the screw driver. Brad was so patient and let him help.
