We have waited for snow ALL week, watching eagerly forecasts and each night Rye has wished for snow.
As snow wasn't forthcoming initially, Rye requested snowman biscuits. Rye loves using the Kenwood, as you can see, it's been a while since I last baked with it and used the wrong attachment...oooops. Still job done and the biscuits, which were eaten super fast, were a hit.
One of Rye's presents from his Grandad was a rocket launcher - after nearly destroying my lounge and poor plants, I banned it, which necessitated freezingly cold trips to the park:
And back to the snow theme, I thought I better knock up Rye another pair of mittens:
Anyhoos. Yesterday I was sulking; all over facebook my friends were posting lovely photos of deep snow; and blumming Folkestone stayed stubbornly snowfree.
About 3 cm, just enough for snow fun and sledding.
Rye snuggled down and watched... yes, Little bear, and I cocooned myself under blankets trying to warm up and fell asleep!
Well, better go, Rye wants to read the Penguin book again and then it's his bedtime; and oooh I think an audio book and crochet is in order :-)
And tomorrow the snow anticipation begins all over again; as we are suppose to get quite a bit more......