What a weird, weird day. It was the first day of our school break and the official beginning of winter. Wes had upped his “Is it going to snow soon?” whine, and I had spent much of this rainy, dreary, gray day explaining to him how it was simply too warm to snow and There. Would. Be. No. Snow. This. Week.
And then around 5, it began to snow.
About 5:30, it began to stick. Wes is back to being a theist.
I had three very happy, drenched children!
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