It snowed real snow in the Pacific Northwest last night. About three inches where we are. I know that isn’t much–I lived in the Midwest for thirty years–but it really and truly blanketed the world, provided wonder and fun, and will obligingly be gone by tomorrow morning.
See? Perfect snow.
Pookie’s school was canceled, which turned out to be a-okay. The cold she’s been nursing all month turned into a fever by noon. I would have had to pick her up from school anyway. By the time she started to feel bad we had gotten our playing-in-the-snow finished, so we spent the rest of the day playing old computer games and watching movies. Really, a very nice day.