Playing with Carrie today . . .
Photo Phun can be . . . .
Phinding photos phunny kids took when playing with the camera . . .
( Not his best shot - being Mr. Serious, I bet he left it off his Facebook page)
So this morning the weatherman comes on and gives the forecast:
1. Chilly today, high 50's maybe (I did not listen too closely)
2. Saturday, lows 20 and highs maybe mid 40's, definitely chilly though (I did not listen too closely)
3. Sunday, Superbowl weather, nice, clear skys, could not tell you (I did not listen too closely)
4. Sunday night into Monday morning, the moisture comes in and there lies our chance of
S . N . O . W .
Now I am a listening.
Snow people . . . in South Georgia, that is cool. Ok, it won't be probably more than flurries, but I don't care . . .
So it is time to take the boys to school. I jokingly say "I guess you should go today since Monday might be a snow day..."
No response. No indication that I was even heard.
In the car on our way to the first school stop.
I say "The weather man said it will be sunny Sunday for Superbowl and then the clouds move in and gives us a chance for snow Sunday night Monday morning"
Demolition D "No way, he said that . . ."
Me "yes way, he did say that"
Demoliton D "really?? he said that . . . "
I guess I am the mom that cries snow too often!!