Bloody Fools Day

The first day of April brought us a big honkin' snowstorm this year. Eight new inches of fluffy, wet white stuff, just as our yard had begun to get its first bare patches the week before. It was a cruel April Fools joke, but not as cruel as the 15 inches that were forecast would have been. Still, Aiden's school was closed for the day, so he stayed home for April Fools Day and tried (mostly in vain) to play by himself while I tried (mostly in vain) to get work done. In the afternoon we had to get out for awhile and burn off some energy. Aiden and I met some friends at our local sledding hill and I brought snow cone syrup so the kids could enjoy it on what was hopefully our last snow of the season. When they finished we all built a snowman, since the snow was perfect for rolling an enormous globe from just a tiny ball in a few seconds. We had nothing to decorate our snow guy with though, so the kids decided to spray him with the remainder of the cherry and grape snowcone syrup, creating a macabre looking crime scene in the powder white landscape. What came next was inevitable, I suppose. One of them licked the bloody snowman and declared him delicious, and then the spoons were retrieved and they all dug in! It was quite a scene watching the kids eat a snowman that looked like he'd been blasted by machine gun fire, spoonful by spoonful. Another family showed up right about then and looked down from the top of the sled hill, obviously wondering what was going on... thankfully it turned out we knew them and could explain!