[Quick RoundUp update: Thank you so much, Nomads by Nature, for the wonderful RoundUp that you did yesterday! Next week's RoundUp will be hosted by Becky at the blog Small Bits! She's doing a Photo Round Up for this week, and you can read more about it here!]
As for us, the big news here this week was the SNOW!
My younger son, Zachary, has been desperately praying for snow. We're from Florida, you see, and so my guys just really haven't seen snow.
So when it started snowing this week, and the outside looked like this:
Zachary grabbed the snow shovel he had been dreaming of using and headed outside for some snowy-world sorts of fun!
Snow-starved children make excellent shovelers. He shoveled the driveway. He shoveled the sidewalk. He even shoveled off the tree branches (I am not making this up).
He shoveled and he shoveled, and then he collected all the snow he could find into a pile in the front yard, like so:
It's not the biggest pile in the world, is it?
But we must work with what we have, mustn't we? Which ended up looking like this:
Not exactly enough snow to make a snowMAN... but more than enough snow to make a snowBLOB.
It was the first ever snowANYTHING that he'd ever made. And he wanted a carrot for its nose, but his royally sucky mom (Ahem.) didn't have any carrots to give to him. So he used an Oreo for its mouth, raisins for its eyes, and sticks for its arms. It sort of looks like something out of a Calvin and Hobbes snowman scene...but that's okay.
We were happy. And we didn't ever want to come inside the house again. We wanted to play out in the snow all day and all night.
In other news, over the last couple of weeks I had noticed that our backyard had lots of birds in it. It also had a dilapidated bird feeder. So I put two and two together and figured that the folks who lived in our rental house last had fed the birds.
We like birds. Birds are like flying flowers. Plus, our family has never lived anywhere where there are beautiful songbirds that one can feed, so we headed over to Wild Birds Unlimited (the store SHOULD be called "Feed Birds Your Husband's Entire Paycheck") and bought some feeders and seed.
The result? Happy family (we have LOVED watching the birds!), and happy Virginia wildlife! For behold:
The feeder shown in the pictures above is squirrel-proof, which means that after 12 hours of hanging, there's still some seed left in it. Not a lot, mind you, but at least it's not empty yet. For this is what the ancient feeder left behind by the other people who lived here looks like:
Whenever there's food in it, that feeder comes complete with its own squirrel.
Which is fine, actually, since we are a squirrel-liking sort of family. We put food out for them, too. But wowzers, folks... if we hadn't bought a squirrel-proof feeder, those tiny birds you see pictures of, above, wouldn't have any seed left over to eat!
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Also, I just have to thank each and every one of you wonderful folks who contributed your fantastic comments to my last post about language training at FSI. I'm working on adding more information to what I've put up, and y'all's comments were just phenomenal. You guys are such a blessing!