We woke up and packed as quickly as we could. Jonathan spread out his "blue blankie" and began to place the essentials on it...rubber cammo rain boots, ten of his favorite hotwheels...his blue bunny...AA batteries. He's a light traveller. I went out and made some "to go" breakfast sandwiches and coffee for Luis and I. So I am stirring the coffee with entirely too much sugar, and I realized that the house was way too quiet. I looked out in the car, through the pouring rain, and noticed that the boys were already inside, ready to head to Anderson. No breakfast...no jackets...watching some DVD for the umpteenth time. To say they were excited would be an understatement. About three quarters of the way to Anderson, the snow began to fall. Now, my children do not recall ever seeing snow, unless you count the one day last year in Hampton when it snowed for about 15 minutes and they danced around outside as if they were in heaven. So Josh yells out, "It's pouring snow!"...since rain is the only form of precipitation he has ever commented on until now. Then Jonathan pipes up, and tells Josh that at the next stop, he wants to get out and eat some of the snow, but warns Josh to watch out for the yellow variety. For about an hour, they stared out their windows, watching cars coming from the mountains covered with snow, and not able to believe their eyes! It was so much fun to watch them experience something for the first time. It was not so much fun to watch them run out onto the black ice at the gas station and go down hard, almost taking Luis down with them. Note to self: rubber cammo rain boots on ice...bad idea...anyway, it was a simply beautiful day and we are looking forward to tomorrow's adventure. For now, I am going to turn in. Until next time...
