Let It Snow

So much for that global warming theory. It appears that winter has finally arrived in Pohick. Though we are only expecting a couple of inches of snow between now and tomorrow morning, we can now officially say that this is not the year without snow.

As soon as the first snow flake was sighted, both Scribbles and Yellow Hair began the speculation of whether or not there will be school tomorrow morning. Jake tried to keep their expectations in check by providing the official weather forecast, but the girls were undeterred. In fact, they immediately began their snow rituals in an effort to help mother nature along. Apparently by doing the following, you can ensure a heavier snowfall:

• Wear your pajamas inside out and backwards.
• Sleep with a spoon under your pillow.
• Run around the dining room table 5 times backwards.
• Throw 3 ice cubes in the front yard.
• Throw 3 ice cubes in the back yard.
• Flush 3 ice cubes down the highest toilet in the house.
• Do the snow dance (Very similar to rain dance).
• Play the song White Christmas ten times in a row.
  

Though it is not surprising that the kids would want a day off of school, there is a certain teacher (who will remain nameless), who is also hoping for a day off of school. Her ritual consists of shaking the lucky snow globe on her desk. The harder she shakes it, the heavier the snow. The poor snowman in the globe is getting nauseous.

So, what things do you do to ensure a day off of school or work?
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Snow Art

Today at the little cabin on the edge of the Pohick National Forest the snow started to melt off a little bit. With the bit that was left though, Princess YellowHair decided to try her hand at a little snow sculpture. She titled this work of art "Frederick" and added a disclaimer that any similarities between "Frederick" and King Jake were purely coincidental. Hmmm.... As I didn't have lunch today, I briefly considered eating the candy bits off of Frederick's face. But Princess YellowHair probably wouldn't appreciate that. I guess I will just have to suffer for the "Art". I've heard of starving artists, but who ever heard of starving parents of artists.

Snowed In

Here we see the youngest Pohick Princess out monitoring the snow accumulation outside of our wilderness cabin. In the winter, we are often snowed in for months at a time. We use the winter months for book-learnin and such. You know what they say. A mind is a terrible thing.....to waste. And just being a Pohick Princess is not enough to get you ahead in the modern world, so we ensure that both of the Pohick Princesses get all of the education they can stand. We also make good use of our time making clothing out of the animal pelts.