First Snow

The first snow of the season.

Woke up to fluffy white flakes and a light snowcover. It's a wet snow and packs wonderfully so I had to make a snowman.

A two minute snowman. Tiny. Let's face it, I like looking at snow far more than I like being in snow.

Joshua's mom (Do you suppose she remembers a time when she had a name of her own, an identity not tied to being the mother of this child?) phoned yesterday to share the delights of being owned by an almost 7 year old boy who has just noticed the season's first snowflakes.

"He ran to the door, threw it open and yelled, 'It's SNOWING!' "

Josh's enthusiasm was a little dimmed when the snowflakes failed to accumulate on the ground, and he was less than thrilled this morning when Grandpa Kevin called to tell him it was snowing here. And Tante Kelly had sent pictures of their snowfall in Michigan. He hoped the snow would come his way today in Indiana. His mom explained that isn't how weather patterns usually work around here.

"So Ohio is getting OUR snow?"

I may have lost my edge as the cool grandma now that he thinks we pilfered his snow.