We waited inside for the snow. All we got was rain. The snow was happening north of us. Oh boy were there some disappointed kids in this house. They played with play dough. They made up dances. They wrestled. They whined. I got aggravated. Sawyer came to me and said, "put my hat on and my coat on and my rain boots on so I can go spash in the mud puddles!" As he said this, he pointed to his head, his chest and his feet. So I did. They all went outside and played in the rain for about 45 minutes, until they could stand the cold no longer.
I looked out the window around 8:30 and it was snowing! For a moment I thought about waking them to see the snow. The house was so quiet and I remembered a saying, "don't ever wake a sleeping baby."
