Jack and I went to a statue dedication on Friday. Gorgeous, mid-high 50's.
Saturday, we played at a Family Day at the College. Mid-50's again.
Today. It was suppose to be rainy and in the 50's, instead, we have over 4" of snow... it's been snowing all.day.long! :P
The boys got right to the business at hand, chasing one another with wet globs of snow flying everywhere.
How can the same thing (snow) bring such opposite reactions (joy and dread) from the boys and their mother?