Is It Over Yet?!

Well, dear reader, it's been a whole week since The Blizzard That Stopped The Entire Midwest In It's Ever-Lovin' Tracks. Whoa, I thought winter would never come to an end. And it may not be the end yet. You know the saying, "If you don't like the weather -- wait 15 minutes." I think that may have originated in Ohio. If it didn't, it should have. I'm just sayin'.

Anyway . . . there's been a warm up of sorts (it's always relative, my friend) and most of the snow is gone, thank goodness. In honor of our spring like weather I have to share what Cherie said exactly a week ago, right about this time of day. When it started snowing again. Like crazy. And I don't mean a good kinda crazy.

I was picking her up from preschool and she was chattering away about all the exciting happenings of her morning. ("So-and-so brought such-and-such for show and tell." "Did you see what So-and-so had on today, she looked so cute and could I have one too?" And on and on it went. I do try to behave like a good mother and listen to all that pours out of her (very full and loquacious) little heart, but I must admit, I was a bit preoccupied with the fact that for the five minutes I had to wait on Cherie to get out of class, it had snowed six inches. At least.

On our way out of the building, she noticed all the snow, stopped mid-chatter, stomped her black cowgirl boot shod foot and exclaimed, "I thought winter was O-VER! I am so done with this!"

A-hem.

So am I, Sweet One, so am I