It snowed last night. Not much (even though people were driving 25 on the highway...ugh), but enough to make the boys go to bed dreaming of snowballs, snowmen, and snow boots. The drive home from Aunt Erin's birthday dinner was the only snow we got, so you can actually see the grass through the snow, and there's just a dusting on the sidewalks and driveway.
Does this stop the boys from asking if they can go outside and play in the snow? No. Every ten minutes they ask again. They don't understand that it's just cold outside. And if they start wrestling it'll be wet. No snowballs, no snowmen, and we only know where one of each pair of boots are. It's got bad idea written all over it.
I guess I wouldn't mind a good snowfall so they can go out and play. Not sure if I want something exactly like last year, but it wouldn't be childhood if kids didn't have some snowtime. I know from experience that it is much more enjoyable as a kid than as an adult!
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