Snow Day

Owen has been talking about snow for weeks. It's been a bizarrely warm winter so far, but it has been very funny to watch him run around outside in 65 degree sunny weather while yelling about how much it's going to snow later. Well, they were actually calling for snow this past Sunday night. He called it by announcing it was going to snow. I guess if you say it's going to snow everyday, you might actually be right occasionally. We used the potential for snow to get him into bed, sort of like we do with Santa Claus. "Santa Claus/Snow can't come if your not in bed and fast asleep." Like Christmas, it didn't really work.

Technically, we didn't get snow. We got some sleet that accumulated on the shaded areas and froze over night. I would say we got somewhere between 1/32nd of an inch and 1/16th of an inch. As soon as the sun came up, everything in the front yard was gone, but the stuff on our back porch stayed shaded and cold until about 10 AM. When Owen remembered he called for snow, he looked out the back door on to the porch and we got an excited 15 minutes of yelling about "LOTS OF SNOW ON THE BACK PORCH AND WE NEED TO GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY IN THE SNOW AND CHECK THE ROOF AND HAVE FUN!!!!!!" Check the roof?

I tried to let him down gently. I tried to explain that it was only a little bit of snow. I explained that the front of our house was just like normal because the sun came up. He would have none of it. In his mind, I'm sure we had 6 feet on the other side of the house. If he understood basic units of measurement. After we got breakfast cleaned up and Lily in bed for a nap, it was time to go outside. I wish I had a better ending, like there really was a ton of snow out front, or he was excited about one or two small areas of sleet in the shade that were still there, or even a crying fit I could laugh at. Seems like he'd forgotten about the whole thing and didn't care that there wasn't anything out there. Like a true meteorologist, he was announcing that it would be snowing later on that day. Never let facts get in your way.

CK