Well, the weathermen are saying that we’re about to get hit with the coldest weather of the season. AND, there is even talk of snow. Or at least snow flurries. I realize that many of y’all have had your fill of snow this year, but I would welcome snow with open arms because we’ve had approximately between zero and none inches of snow. Nary a flake.
But I’ll believe it when I see it because our meteorologists tend to get a little bit excited at the thought of an Arctic Blast. They even originally predicted we might have some snow by tomorrow, but by the next night they recanted with a “there have been rumors of snow but they are false” at which point P talked out loud to the T.V. and said, “YOU’RE THE ONE STARTING THE RUMORS”.
I also made the mistake of mentioning the possibility of snow to Caroline and now she is convinced she needs a snowsuit. Bless her heart.
In other non-weather related news, I cannot thank you enough for all the book suggestions yesterday. I seriously started to get stressed out that we won’t have time to read them all before her childhood is over. Clearly I don’t have enough things to worry about.
Also, while I was out yesterday afternoon, I noticed that our entire neighborhood smells like skunk. I don’t know why that made me feel better, but it did. Stinky misery loves company.
Lastly, I’m going to leave you with a few pictures I took of Caroline playing in the leaves last week on one of the days she was home sick from school. What can I say? The weather was gorgeous, the yard was full of leaves, and it just seemed right. Croup or no croup.
If you want to really make these pictures come alive, just imagine a little voice yelling, “MAKE THE PILE BIGGER! KEEP RAKING, MAMA! KEEP RAKING!”
And that’s why I sent her back to school the next day.