This weekend we had a little snow. It was about as close to looking like a winter wonderland as Boise gets this time of year. Valerie was so excited that she could not stand it. She flung open the back door, burst out onto the patio, eagerly balled up snow in both fists, paused for just a moment with a puzzled look upon her face, and then promptly burst into tears because her feet and hands were freezing. It was almost like watching in slow motion (I may have laughed - a little). We properly dressed her thereafter and helped her build a snowman - well, half a snowman anyway. We named him Chester. Come by and visit him before he melts away. In Boise, there's no guarantee that he'll be back another day.
3 weeks ago