What a way to wake up!

If you've read my blog before you know that I'm pretty strict when it comes to the morning schedule.  This morning William came down at 6:30am and asked if he could turn his light on to read his books.  I said yes and shoo'd him back upstairs and told him I didn't want to see him until his clock said 7:00.  He went running out of my room saying, "I know, mommy!"  Then 10 minutes later I heard him plodding down the stairs again.  I had my large SIGH prepared with a little lecture about how he needs to follow the rules, blah, blah, blah.  Before I could SIGH he blurted out, "MOMMY!  Something is falling from the sky and it's bigger than rain!"  The weatherman had said the night before that snow was a possibility and since it was the all-knowing William who was telling me I jumped out of bed knowing that it had to be snow.  And it was.  It was awesome.  We ran upstairs to get Drew and then spent the next 30 minutes in the backyard.  Well, William stayed inside and looked out the window but Drew and I were outside.  I know this has been the huge topic here in the central valley and those on the east coast must be all like, "OMG!  So what?  It snows all the time here!"  You have to understand, though, that when we live 6 months of the year in a GD oven, something like this is very exciting.  And it hasn't dusted snow here since 2002 so it's pretty rare.  Here's a look at the backyard at 6:45am:

 

Here's my all-weather loving kid. 

Tonight is supposed to be 26* but the skies will be clear.  I think the snow may be gone for another handful of years.  That's ok.  It was fun while it lasted.  And maybe the next time it snows, teenage William will be tough enough to brave the cold.  Ummm, I won't hold my breath for that.

  

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