flurries!
As Olen and I were sitting at the kitchen table having a snack on Monday afternoon, it started to snow. It wasn’t a serious snow, it wasn’t going to accumulate. But it was beautiful and when I told Olen to look outside at the snow, he got so excited. As soon as he was done eating, I bundled us both up in our warmest jackets/gloves/hats and we went outside to wander around in the snow.
It wasn’t sticking at all, but it was coming down pretty significantly. I taught Olen to stick his tongue out and try to catch a snowflake. We laughed and stuck out our tongues.
He was all smiles as he practiced his new word: “flurries”. Since then, even though it’s only rained, he’s been talking about snow, asking for snow. As it should be in January!
My job is done.