On Christmas Eve, our fair state was battered by a ferocious blizzard, the likes of which have not been seen in more than five years, according to reports. Emma's Mom could not have been happier, as I was crossing my fingers for a white Christmas. However, my heart goes out to holiday travelers who were waylaid by the elements.
Since going outside was not an option, Emma's Mom and Dad opted to entertain the Bee with puzzles, a round of dress-up and lots of stories and songs. By the late afternoon, the snowpocalypse had abated, and I decided to take the Bee outside for some fun in the powder. Her little legs were not quite long enough to traverse the snow, though, and she ended up getting stuck in the same spot over and over again. Poor Bee. We made a snow angel and I showed her how to make a rather sloppy snowball. With very red noses, we went back inside the warm house and I grabbed the camera just in time to catch a magnificent sunset that set the sky and snow ablaze with a rosy glow. I miss California, but it has nothing compared to the splendor of this quiet winter wonderland.
After we tucked the Bee into bed, Emma's Mom and Dad popped in some classic holiday DVDs and fell to wrapping presents with a vengeance. By midnight we were done, and not a moment too soon, as we were both exhausted. It was one of those moments that you wished could last forever, but, alas, Christmas was at last here...to be continued!
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