Guess what we woke up to on Sunday morning:

Snow! And plenty of it. At least in Tucson terms, it was plenty of snow. If we're lucky we might get one snow fall each year. And this year we were lucky. Jake went down the street to the desert and took some pictures of the desert covered in white:


Very pretty. Of course, by 10:30 when I left to go to church it was all melted already. But that's just the kind of snow we like--sticks around long enough to play in, and by later that afternoon a light sweater keeps you comfortable.
We got our fun in that morning. Rachel wanted to rush right out into the snow, but we prevailed upon her to put on shoes at least, and a little extra layers than just her pjs.

Her first experience making a snow angel:

Here's the little snowwoman we built.


Jake helped build another one, too, and by the time we got home from church they were melted. Rachel was a little disappointed, but then we reminded her of the snowman song that she had never really seen in practice before: "in the sun he melted, melted, melted...small, small, small."
Rachel also got a chance to have a (kind of) real snowball fight. Notice the action shot (you can see the snowball in flight, just about hitting Jake):

When our home teachers came over that night they asked Rachel if she played in the snow. Her reply: "I hit Dad with a snowball in the BUM!" followed by giggles. It was a nice surprise to wake up to. And it was nice to be back in short sleeves today.
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