Snow

This morning Dawson asked me, "What's today's date, Mom?" I replied that it was Monday, December 1. He ran to the window to look outside and came back to me very disappointed and said, "But there's no snow." Then I had to break the sad, sad news to him that it doesn't really snow in Huntsville, and he said, "But I want to build a snowman." Poor, deprived child growing up without the opportunity to enjoy snow, make snowmen, snow angels, and throw snowballs.