Woke to about a half of inch of snow on the ground this morning. Matt was very unhappy about this. He doesn't like snow, since it means cold weather, which he doesn't like either. The kids were ecstatic about all the snow! They were so cute running around to the different windows and pointing out all the snow. They couldn't wait for me to dig out all the winter things so they could go outside and walk in it. Listening to them made me so excited as well. The world was much prettier this morning. Better than the mud and bare branches we've been getting. This fall has been fairly blah color wise. Much disappointment in the house when all the snow finally melted.
Elizabethism - When she about 2, and really getting into the idea of snow, we had one last snow storm in April. I explained to her that this would probably be the last snow. She burst into tears, begging me not to let the snow go away. Apparently she thought that there would be no more snow ever and was very disappointed. All the rest of the spring, through the summer, and most of the fall she talked about how sad she was that it wasn't snowing any more. No matter how many times I explained to her that it would snow again later in the year, she didn't seem to believe me. She was so happy when it finally did snow again.
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Zahara likes to ask when her birthday is. Paul and I normally tell her something like, "When there is snow on the ground then it will be closer to your birthday." (December baby) So on Friday when she woke up to find the snow cover, she ran through the house screaming (at the top of her oxygen-loving lungs) "Does this mean it is my birthday????!!!!!!
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