Sunday, March 1, 2009
We Interrupt Regularly Scheduled Programing to Say
Ok, so that might not mean much to many of you, but in GA, it means a great deal.
Here stores run out of bread and milk and often the town closes down.
It's fun while it lasts. Or at least fun for a few hours. We don't own snow clothes or boots, so the kiddos are constantly coming in to get warm or to change out of wet jeans or socks. At that point, though fun for them, it starts to loose its appeal for me. : )
My son just came inside and said, "you know mom, for about an hour I wish we had snow all the time, and then I'm glad we don't." My dryer is full of wet clothes drying and then they will go out and the fun will start over again until they are soaked to the bone and ready for some cocoa.
Anyway, happy snow day Georgia!