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When the alarm went off this morning, at 6:30, I looked outside and the ground was covered with snow. It’s currently 26 and windy. When did this start happening to our planet? Was I just that clueless as a kid that I didn’t notice it? I certainly do not remember having as many snow days from school as the boys have. We had to make up 11 days this year. It was so crazy that they actually extended our school days by an hour. This is a bit of an inconvenience, however, it’s better than extending the end of the school year.
I remember when I was about 10 years old, I was away at Girl Scout camp and it snowed in New Jersey. It was such a rare occurrence that my Dad filmed it for me. The fluffy stuff piled up almost 8 inches that day. The city was a mess, of course, but it still had it beauty about it.
The boys generally love snow but Royal said this morning, “I am sick of snow!”. Imagine my surprise when that shot out of his mouth! I went to the closet and dug out the snow boots, hopefully for the last time, and sent them on their way. It wouldn’t have been the same if I didn’t throw a snowball or two. I really love the snow but who would have thought I would be making snowballs in April?
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