License to Snow

Jeremy came by last night to show off his license. He was so happy! His mom told him the night before that they were going to take him to get them Feb. 25. He was bummed out at school all day yesterday. After all, he's been waiting since October 31st, which was his birthday. Yeah, he's a Halloween baby. Explains a lot about him, huh? hehehehe Just kidding, Jeremy!!! But the truth was, his step-dad, Chris, had planned all along to pick him up from school to take him. So he was a very happy camper.


And of course the boys posed by Jeremy's car before leaving for SIGMA. I think they were picking up Evan Anthony too. Congratulations, Jeremy. We're proud of ya!


I told you yesterday we were expecting snow. People go crazy here, wiping the store shelves of bread and milk for fear that they'll be snowed in the usual 24-48 hours. Seriously....two days max and that's if it's a really big storm. It's so funny.

My mom is one of those people. She loves to be snowed in. Where they live, you really can't get out if there's ice because they live on such a hill. But she loves lounging around in her jammers, sipping hot chocolate, eating homemade vegetable soup, and watchig TMC or Hallmark channel all day. As a matter of fact, she made it to church "just in time" last night because she had to go to the store and get all of the fixin's for her homemade vegetable soup.....plus the bread and milk. Before she went to bed last night she was praying for three feet of snow. But the Lord had other plans. We woke up to this.....


Yep, this is our big snow. It's already melting and so was mom's joy as she is probably reading this......at work. Sorry, mom. I know how much you were looking forward to being snowed in.

The children were busy in their school work when I came through to tell them they could play outside for a little bit before it was completely melted. The rains are coming this afternoon. Should be nice and sludgy out there later this evening. I don't like sludgy. Anyway, they're out there playing and trying to kill each other with whatever kind of snowball they can make from the little bit that's out there. Daddy says they're calling for possible flurries Saturday. That would be nice. But not for mom. She's off on Saturdays anyway.