Right after Christmas, we got the most well-timed delightful snowstorm. Well-timed because it was on a weekend and therefore Chris didn't have to go into work (to make sure the roads were clear on the corporate campus where he works) and delightful because it did not cover the roads and wreck havoc on the precarious balance which is the roadways of North Carolina. The snow was also perfect for packing - snowballs and snowmen... ahem, I mean snow princesses... as you shall soon see.
Did I mention this snow was perfect for snowballs? In fact, there's one coming at me right now... What, you don't see it?
How about now? Don't worry, he didn't get me - that time.
Hannah was nice enough to clean my car off for me. What a good little helper.
And then she proceeded to kick and throw snow down where Daddy had just finished shoveling. Stinker.
And now she's going to throw a snowball at me?
I don't think so. Hee hee.
What a lovely snow princess, complete with crown and wand!