Knowing we would likely be moving south, early in the winter I began to pray that we would get a lot of snow so the kids could really have one last winter hurrah. Everyone here complained about the snow all winter long, but it was God's answer to my prayers.
We had TONS of snow, and the kids played and played in it. And of course, the first snowfall meant cinnamon rolls for breakfast! (But I think we'd had some snow in December already but I must not have had the time to make the rolls until this snowfall.)
No comments:
Post a Comment