Fatally Flawed Snow
Our five-yeal old has been pining for snow this winter, as she hasn’t seen any since she was two. Today as I opened the big freezer we keep in the garage she noticed the frost coating the wall and asked if she could have some of this ‘snow’.
She touched various bits, and got a funny look on her face.
“But, Mom,” she said. “Where’s the warm snow?”
