There were approximately 1,000 news reports on Wednesday and Thursday of last week hoping that Raleigh would get a couple of inches of snow Thursday night. As is often the case with our fair city, we just got a dusting on the lawn. Fortunately, I don't work Fridays so we got to stay home and play in what little there was.
Clara is still in her pjs with the bow she wore to bed (yep, the bow she wore to bed) and Julia is sitting on a cookie sheet because I'm like the MacGyver of motherhood. Because of the forecast, Clara's class spent the whole week talking about snow. When I told her it snowed she ran outside and said, "that's not snow, what IS that?" She was expecting more of a blanket. Both girls had a great time tasting the snow, and then wanted to go in after they got cold.
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