Where’s the snow?
We left Madison last Tuesday, and it turns out our timing was pretty perfect: A major snowstorm – one that would have made it very difficult to get home – went through less than 48 hours later. While I’m glad to have missed the potential travel headache, I am sorry that the girls – and Avery especially – didn’t get to make a snowman, throw a snowball or take a pretty walk in the white stuff. Instead, as pointed out by Avery below, all they got was a small patch of melting snow in Grandma and Grandpa’s front yard.
Next year!
-M
