For the first time in my life, Christmas is white. The last time that my hometown saw snow on Christmas was the year that my grandmothers were pregnant with my parents--1963! Needless to say, I am thrilled.
The last gift was hardly unwrapped when we tore out of the house for a snowball fight. Some of us didn't even stop to grab a coat or gloves.
A happy Christmas indeed.
I am speechless. I cannot believe it!ReplyDelete