Grocery stores become flooded with people rushing to buy bread and milk and eggs.
Weather Reporters stand on "treacherous" highways chomping at the bit for the first hint of slippery wet stuff, and - with any luck -the real glory shot: an actual bonafide snow-induced collision.
And live in the South.
Where it never snows...
Commence Operation Improvisation.
or Operation Southern Rookies Build a Snowman.
or Operation Freeze Your Fanny Off While You Pretend to Know What You're Doing.
Use Ladies' Garden Gloves as protection. Because your manly, warm, Ohio gloves are in STORAGE.
No snow gear? No problem. Rainboots and 2 pairs of socks should do the trick.
No rainboots? Hmmmm...that's a little more tricky...
Mom of the Year says that footed jammies and a some crocs will just have to do.
At first, Avery and Charlie were all about helping us out.
But after about 3 minutes of hard-ish work, they decided that they'd rather do something else.
Like throwing snowballs.
or just...going inside.
Despite the obvious sting of losing our once motivated "help", David and I stubbornly pushed ahead. By the time frostbite officially started to set in, we figured out a method for rolling giant snowballs.
Because if Charlie Brown and Lucy can do it, so can we.
(side note: at one point in the process, I literally referenced the scene in Frosty the Snowman when the kids are building their snowman for assistance. Because I'm a mommy. And I've seen that movie 1.5 million times.)
and created quite the curvaious snow...lady.