Just after the sun set, we heard a familiar, wonderful tapping at our window. Could it really be? I wrapped the Boys up like burritos in flannel quilts, and all four of us stood in our entry way watching the sleet/snow fall. It is always awesome and exciting. We figured it would be melted by morning.
But when the sun came up, a thrilled Owie discovered some ice left on our patio bench. I gave him permission to play with the beautiful stuff. He raced right to the kitchen for a spoon? His brain is a curious thing.
Next he asked for a tupperware container. Ahhh. His plan is becoming clearer to this rather slow Mommy.
2 comments:
i love the spoon pic!
sweet owen, he always has a plan. darling. i hope the poinsettia got a good drink.
chrys
I love the way his little mind works. Always so creative and clever. ;o)
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