A Perfect Spring Rain

Lately we've had some perfect storms. The first thing the kids always do when they see any raindrops is run for their gear. They love being outside in the pitter-patter, splasing in puddles with their rubber boots, and chasing each other with the spikes on their umbrellas. They love the rain, just like their mama does.

(I spent the morning picking up dozens of earth worms and putting them in a covered spot of the garden so they wouldn't drown in puddles or die on the sidewalk. Just like I remember doing since I was their age).

 Pretty girl.

Funny kids.

A perfect day.

Winter in October

Yesterday when the kids and I hustled outside at 8:30am, the rain was beating down. By the time we got to preschool five minutes later, it was snowing. I had student consultations all day, so I didn't know what was going on outside, but most of my students did complain about the "bi-polar" Utah weather. Two days ago it was 82 degrees. We skipped autumn, 100%.

It was mostly dark by the time I went to pick the kids up from my mom's house, but we did play outside in it for a few minutes.

Chloe the kids' babysitter and Calvin who is very proud of his frog umbrella.

Autumn trying to figure out what the stuff was.

Calvin couldn't be happier about the first snowfall of the year.

We are close to the mountains, so we got it worse than most of the valley. This is what we came home to:

The kids went out back to play for a few minutes. Autumn hated it. Anytime she touched it, she would freak out:

Calvin could have stayed out all night if I would have let him.


This is what we look like this morning:

Just your regular, crisp winter day. In the first week of October. We haven't even decorated for Halloween yet, and we're already digging out hats and snow boots.