Jack Frost

When the kids woke up this morning, they were greeted by a winter wonderland. Since it rained quite a bit yesterday, and froze hard over night, the whole landscape was drastically changed.

Little Miss was the first to exclaim, "Look! Jack Frost came and visited last night! It's beautiful!" And then, faster than fast (and believe me, I had no idea my kids could move this fast), they had bundled up and were outside, exploring the wondrous sights.


The whole yard was a sea of frosty green grass, adorned with tiny crystals of white. Standing water was frozen through. Water in buckets sported a nice layer of ice, through which one could punch a well aimed fist. There was much to see and experience, and nothing could persuade them otherwise. Unless it was the bitter wind, tugging mercilessly at their wraps.

My grandmother's house has a ramp at the front door, to allow free and easy wheelchair access. Imagine how wet this carpeted ramp became yesterday. Now imagine how slick it was this morning, frozen like a skating rink. Wow! Needless to say, the adults trod carefully there, while the kids slid down with abandon. And my poor truck...was absolutely fuzzy with frost, and stuck closed quite nicely. Note to self, do not try to open the back without a crowbar!