my little eskimo

i know it's been

about forty-eight years

since i've written a post.

and we will catch up

on all the goings on

in another post.

but for now

i will just share

about my eskimo baby.

as anyone in texas will tell you,

the pigs have flown,

hell hath frozen over,

and texas has been snowed in

for the better part of a week and 1/2.

and as anyone not in texas will tell you,

texans just don't drive in this.

some will tell you they can,

but no.

no one can.

when the city lays down on the job

and doesn't sand the roads,

not even the busiest ones,

then it's just a mess of ice

everywhere you go.

or don't go,

since they shut down the whole metroplex

and no one left home.

so we stayed home

and played in the snow.

and can i just tell you

how much sawyer

loved it?!

he has never had such delight

as when i sat him down

all bundled up

and set him free in the icy goodness.

he crawled, rolled, scooted, slid

all over the yard

giggling and squealing.

he didn't want to come in

but his little lips were turning blue.

we had to lure him back inside

with the promise of snacks.

and just when we thought/hoped

it was over.

more snow today.

so if you'll excuse me,

i'm going to go think

up some more ways

to busy ourselves inside.