Ambushed!

The kids ambushed Thomas this afternoon with a volley of snowballs.  This has been a tradition since Eler Beth was about three years old.  Each year they get him on the day of the first snowfall of the season, and then they see how many more days they can surprise him.  One time they were hiding in wait for him, and when his car came into view we saw that he had a pyramid of snowballs on the hood!   He'd anticipated their attack and had stopped just up the street, out of our sight, to prepare some ammunition.  They got a kick out of that.

Yesterday was our first real snowfall, so Eler Beth was prepared for Dad when he pulled into the drive.  Andrew didn't participate in that one.  But today, since we had a little more snow this morning, he and Eler Beth put together a bunch of snowballs, and she hid in the front yard while Andrew climbed up in one of our maple trees out front.  They had rigged up a basket filled with snowballs that he pulled up with some rope.  Thomas never saw it coming!  After the first volley of snowballs he thought they were all coming from Eler Beth, whom he could see, and he was wondering how she was managing to get him from two different angles.  I helpfully looked up into the tree, and when he looked up Andrew zonked him with one!  That tickled Thomas.  It was all-out war there for a few minutes!