...to say the least. It is at the point now that there is at least one morning every week that is a kind of guessing game, wondering whose school will be closed and whose workplace will have a delayed opening. The good news is that it is the perfect kind of snow (mostly) where a dump of snow comes and then the day warms up and it's perfect for packing snowballs and there are lots of snow drifts for diving into. We still haven't managed to convince Jude of the virtues of snow but he is slowly getting better. Callum, on the other hand, is sold.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
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