It never snows in November - Our snow day

When I told the guys at work that the kids were looking forward to snow, I was told that it doesnt usually snow in Malmo.  "We didnt get any snow last year" and "It may snow for a little bit around Christmas".  It definately never snows in November.

We were keeping an eye on the temperature for the weekend, it had been a fairly steady 10 degrees for the last few weeks, but Friday was 5 degrees and the weekend was set to be between -5 degrees and 2 degrees.

On Saturday morning we were called to the window by a very excited Kristine - "Look, snow!"

There were a few flakes falling, but it wasnt going to last.  It never snows in November.

Thoughout the day a few flakes fell slowly, but they melted as soon as they hit the ground.

After a few morning Skype calls back to Australia, we headed out to go to a House-Warming party for one of our friends from Australia.  The flakes kept falling and the kids had a lot of fun trying to catch them on their tongues.

A few flakes fell on the way to Malmo Central - Spot the tourists (hint they are the ones running around trying to catch the snow flakes in their mouth, while everyone else walks by with their heads down avoiding the cold).

 We stopped at Malmo central from some lunch, which included a hamburger the size of Tomas' head, which he somehow managed to squeeze into his mouth:

 

From there, it was a train to Lund.  On the way, Tomas told us "If we keep doing so much walking my leg guns are going to get huge!"

By the time we got to Lund train station the snow was starting to stick around:

And while we waited for the bus to Sondra Sandby it continued to fall:

Tom continued his philosophical streak in the bus.  He licked Kristine's hand and then looked up at her.
Kristine: "What are you doing?"
Tomas "I'm tasting you.  You taste like me and you're a human, so I must be a human too."

It's a good logical analysis, but it does fall down on one major assumption...

When we arrived at our friend's house the snow was settling in, but it was nice and warm by the fire. As it go darker (at 4:30pm), the snow continued to fall and the kids went outside to play.  There was enough for them to build a snowman and drag each other around on tobbogans.

The snow was different from the snow we had at Dinner Plain near Mount Hotham in Australia.  I remember rolling snowballs in England when I was a kid.  The snow stuck together and made a nice snowman.  When we tried in Dinner plain, the snow was too powdery and it fell apart.  We ended up just squashing it together to make a snowman - until Tomas ate its head.  The snow here was wetter and it stuck together much better so the kids were able to roll up some awesome snowballs.

We all had a great time, got to meet some nice people, and, despite the occasional snowball coming into the house via an open window, the kids behaved well and had a ball.  Thank you Dave and Rose :)

Do you wanna build a snowman?

And the snow just kept falling

Snowmen and a snow dog

More snowmen

Tomas and the disembodied torso of a snowman

We were sure he was going fall off and break a limb

And then he leapt between the two snowballs, with some help from Alana

The snowmen

Kristine showing Tom how to make a snowball

Cameron's snowball

The finished product.

I'm writing this on Sunday morning and while there isnt much snow left on the ground, the snow is continuing to fall.  I guess it does sometimes snow in November.