There was a big spring snow storm yesterday. There was quite a bit out there, about half a Rowan worth of snow. This was less than was forecasted.

I can’t really understand why snow is fun. I just stood in it for a while then went back inside. Mom said something about moguls, with a wistful look in her eye.

Well, until I figure out what these mogul things are, I will stand in opportune holes in the snow while dad holds me, mom points her magic white box at me and Twizzle threatens to knock me over. Hooray for snow days.