...in Alabama.
...in late July.
...in the form of Cornstarch.
This only shows half the room. The other half was also blanketed in snowy white goodness, but I couldn't breathe from the cloud of corn starch fog so you'll have to use your imagination.
It's hard to believe that just hours before this little show of the two year old terribles, my little farmboy fireman beethoven (he couldn't decide today, note farmer hat AND fireman boots!) was providing us with this entertaining piano masterpiece:
....well, I have to go now. I'm pretty sure I'll need a breathing treatment after vacuuming all the cornstarch/snow up!
I would have made him vacuum it up (mean, I know!) but he would have seen that as a total reward and not punishment at all!
