Bombarded!

For the past few days that the snow has actually started falling, this has been the situation at the farm:

Yesterday it hit full force, as it was new year's eve, family was still up from Christmas, and cousins wanted to play in the snow. Soon everyone in the vicinity became subject to snowballs whirling everywhere- any kid's definition of fun, right??

There was scuffling,

Whitewashing,

And then. . . came Dan.

Snowball in hand.

Right towards me- the most innocent bystander of them all.

He took aim at my feet, then threw snow everywhere.

Luckily, he missed.

But he was not to be deterred.

No way.

Soon, he hit his mark.

And seemed pleased about it, too. (Darn kid :) )

Never mind. He's too cute for me to be mad.