Mackenzie's First Snowball, originally uploaded by stlanier.

Here in the south, your first snowball is pretty much one of those milestones that must be recorded. It is a big event in which you must be stripped down to your diaper (you MUST still be in diapers), sit out on the front porch with a rainbow snowball (it MUST be rainbow, and don't you call it a snowcone!) and be set free with a spoon, a straw, and waaaayyy too many colors of food coloring combined with an illegal about of syrupy sugar and ice - all while your mother documents all of the sticky sweetness with that giant camera that is constantly in your face. Oh. No? That's just in my world? Well who could resist a half naked baby in full bliss and amazement that, what? the whole thing? you are just giving me the whole thing? and - whoa! that is delish! Mmmm and you aren't even gonna stop me when I... pour it on my face? Oooo check out this purpley red syrup drip on my belly! Ooo! right in the button! that is sticky! and cold! Dang! You are the most AWESOME MOM EVER! you want to take my picture, whatever, I didn't even notice you sitting there! Anywho here is my baby in all her sticky sweet goodness.