I know you're thinking the same thing we think when the weatherman tells us snow is coming.
But this time it happened - an honest-to-goodness snow!
The last two years, we've gotten what has consisted mainly of ice and sleet, masquerading as snow. But not this year. White stuff! Snowflakes! Flurries and such!
I couldn't resist waking Anna Marie up early to show her what had become of our front yard while she slept.
Jason took her out, and they had a snowball fight:
She said that he always hit her with his. I figure that any she got on him were his letting her.
Then, they stopped and made an itty-bitty snowman:
Jason was so good to take pictures and email them to me at work.
Of course, the sun came out, and everything is pretty much gone now. But she's still holding out hope for a repeat!
Will I ever get her to believe it just doesn't happen here?