You'll never hear me say that again, but when you get punked by the national weather service you actually look forward to snow.
Maybe because last Tuesday they told us there would be at least a foot of snow on the ground, that we would be having the worst blizzard of the decade, that everyone should leave work/school early, that we should stock up on groceries....maybe because I made homemade wassail and soup, got cuddled up with my hubby with a good movie and kettle corn, and peeked out the window every hour......only to find NOTHING. Such a bummer.
But now it is Sunday and it is here! I am nothing but happy about it.
Maybe because B is driving me to school tomorrow :)
In other news, my poor sweetheart baby is sick.
I was just rocking and singing quietly in her ear.
I just love her little hand on my wrist.
Then I had to rock and rock and rock her until she fell asleep in my arms.