On Thursday morning, Christopher poked me to wake me up. “It’s snowing!” he said. He was incredibly excited. I would not have been surprised if he had added, “It’s Christmas morning! Come see what Santa brought!” He was that excited.
On Monday there had been a few little flurries but nothing lasting. On Wednesday night it had been chilly, but no sign of snow. Thursday morning we woke up and a blanket of snow covered everything- our house, the trees, and the street. Christopher shoveled the drive-way for the first time.