Genuine snow, about 2 inches of it. Enough to sled on and toss a small
snowball or two. Enough to force me to finally get out the snow pants.
Enough to thrill everyone and count as Rory’s true first snow. She
The funny thing is, we went to a Waldorf winter fair today. Waldorf
being what it is, there is no Santa, but there IS a King of Winter,
who was walking around promising to make it snow. Wyatt now believes
in him utterly.
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