Their prayers were answered

When I was little I loved snow. Now my children love snow. To them snow is the epitomy of happiness. However, as you know, we live in Tucson, and have thus been told in no uncertain terms that it is cruel and unusual punishment that we make them live in a place where it never snows. They have asked Karl to request a job transfer. We have attempted to explained that we live in the desert. It doesn't snow. So as we drive around town, they will ask "Are we still in the desert?" and I will say "Are we still in Tucson". To which they give a low moan/growl and answer yes. To which I have to utter the soul crushing words of "Yes, we are still in the desert". Well this has gone on for the past couple of months, and they finally seemed to accept the fact that I personally could not change the climate. So they took their plea to a higher power. Specifically Kyle. He prayed for snow. I think in his hearts of hearts he equates snow with Christmas, and you can't have one with out the other.

As it began to hit mid 70's all last week, the amount of times they asked if it was going to snow began to dwindle. Then Saturday night, I heard rumor of a chance of snow. I didn't tell the kids. Sunday morning, before they woke up, I ran to the window, and felt like a child again, as I saw that we did indeed have our own little winter wonderland. When the kiddos woke up they stood in stunned silence, as they processed what their eyes were seeing.

But as an adult, specifically a parent, snow loses some of its luster. Quite honestly, not so much of a fan. For the two hours that the snow actually stayed on the ground before it melted, we had two of those "Cosby Show" moments...you know..when you finally get the kiddos bundled up from head to toe, in seventeen diffent layers, and they utter the dreaded words "I have to pee."

We finally got out the door...dressed in 3 layers of PJ pants, because we honestly didn't have anything much warmer. We had a snowball fight (the dogs were not amused), made a couple snow angels and considered making a snowman, until the kids realized that the snow was colder than they anticipated. Then, after a few short minutes, they ran back inside, ready for hot chocolate.

Kyle was more of an observer of the snow, than a get cold kind of kid.

Kyra was queen of the snowballs. Carter had the expression of "Why am I out here???" the whole time.

Now a mere 3 days later we are in the 80's! I recently heard someone say that mother nature was going through menopause. I agree!!