Saturday, as I said, was a lovely day. Breakfast with the workers, then over to Mom and Dad's to see the Whites and Scott and Sarah, and then up to Owen and Ashley's for supper and Hoyt's birthday party.
We got our very first snow on Saturday. And I was giddy. There is something so exhilarating about the first snow. And since there were several snow haters inside (how could they?) I took my delightedness outside with me to take pictures.
Still, I wasn't sad that it was 60 here yesterday. In Northern New York, you never have to worry about whether you will get snow this year. You will have snow in bucket loads. We might not see the grass from December to April. So I can wait a little for that.
Particularly since I am replanting all my perennials, which would be cold in snow. Why did I wait until mid October to do this? Siiiiigh.
The snow started out as hail.
Hail and a leaf
And then turned into snow. Gilbert and Lily were exuberant enough to counteract the adult nay-sayers who only see snow as something to shovel and drive carefully through.
Clearly I am a little childish about snow.
On of the many luxuries of being a stay at home Mom.
I was trying square pictures, since I am technically on instagram. The other day, Nina texted me that she had started following me, but it looked a little futile to do so. And I meant to post one of these just to prove her wrong, but I just didn't.
Owen heading out to hunt. Saturday was also the first day of hunting season. Elliott is collecting snow for the first snowball of the season. Which hit Owen squarely in the back.
Rilla and Lily doing a happy snow dance
This is such a poignant looking picture. This is Mom and Dad's camper that they just bought. They got a really good deal on it from a mechanic Cody bought a car from, and the kids adore it. They play out there for hours on end.
Standing under the tree, watching the snow fall
It was swoony.
My sweet Orianna
And then, the snow was all gone. Aren't Owen and Ashley's tree gorgeous?
Ashley had a farm themed party.
These were the pigs to pop
Little cows Mom gave Hoyt
(Or at least I am pretty sure it was Mom)
The cake. Spreading Manure. Quite hilarious.
Hoyt's uncles in their usual poses. They had worked hard all afternoon putting our new furnace in.
Getting headgear on for pin the tail in the cow
I have no idea what this is, but it is funny.
Elliott drew the cow. Note the grass in the teeth.
Checking out who one, which I think was Elliott
Hoyt was a little usure about everyone singing to him.
Blowing out the candles
Elsie being a pout face.
Which were so exciting, that no matter how many times we told everyone to sit down so the other kids could see, the kids would all hop up again as soon as the next present was opened.
I love these kids.
Ashley and Hoyt
This is a shirt I made Hoyt. Let this be a cautionary tale to you to always use interfacing when you applique so your pieces don't wiggle into the wrong shape. This cow is decidedly crooked and skinny. Sigh. I might try it again.
Grandpa and Abilene, who slept through the first part of the party.