We waited and waited, and had 60+ degree days in November, and just the other day Monkey sighed and huffed, “Is it EVER going to be winter, Mama?”
I was hoping the answer was no, but alas, I am not in charge.
Also? It is hard to take a picture of children who are spinning and twirling and catching snowflakes on their tongues, but that’s okay. Right now, they’re having a blast. They don’t realize this is the first quarter inch of what will ultimately total up to a bazillion feet of that stuff. Heh.