March 12 on the 12th

1. This is Billy's usual position when Noah and I leave in the morning

2. A candid shot of Noah first thing in the morning

3. Some early morning love between mom, Noah, and Ruffy

4. Breakfast of champions - pancakes, fruit, and milk

5. Lucky Billy got to go fishing today!!!

6. Noah's school - I only pick him up on Thursdays

7. Noah and his teacher - they love each other

8. Noah and I go to the commissary every Thursday for groceries

9. Pushing his best friend, Ruffy, around in the stoller.

10. Helping mom pull the wagon

11. My not so healthy, but oh so yummy dinner

12. Our March calendar

Will I ever have a snow day??

I complain about this all the time, so you might have heard this already, but I've never seen snow. I grew up in south, and I mean really south, Texas where it doesn't snow. Then I met my wonderful husband who just happened to be stationed in another part of the country that doesn't see snow, and I'm really okay with that because I'm not a fan of cold weather anyway, but I still want to see snow. Up until a few weeks ago, the closest I came to snow was when I was very young on the top of a mountain in Veil, Colorado in the middle of summer, which really isn't snow, but crunchy ice. Then there have been so many occasions when I just missed the snow.

1. My school always had a church camp during spring break and you had to be a certain age to go without your parents. The year before I was old enough, it snowed like crazy. I went for maybe 6 years after that and it NEVER snowed.


2. I lived in the Rio Grande Valley until I was 18 and then in the summers until I was 22. I went to college in San Antonio, TX and then lived in San Marcos, TX for a couple of years. I thought I would certainly see at least a few flurries in one of those places, but no such luck. Six weeks after moving to South Carolina, it snowed in San Marcos and San Antonio. Unbelievable.


3. And this one is even more unbelievable. My family (mom, brother, and sister) all came out to Charleston for the first Christmas after I had moved. This was the only Christmas that any of us had ever been away from our house. None of us had ever seen snow. There was a major snow storm that covered our house in snow... ON CHRISTMAS EVE. It just doesn't snow in the Valley, much less on Christmas Eve, and as soon as we're all gone, the unimaginable happens. Our relatives were nice enough to send us pictures via e-mail of our snow-covered house and the dogs pouncing around in the snow. So yes, our animals saw snow, and we didn't.

I did see my first snow flurries a few weeks ago. The flurries were few and far between, as evidenced by the pictures below, but they were there. Like I said earlier, I'm not a big fan of cold weather, so it's not like I want to live somewhere where I have dig through snow to see my driveway, but one snow day would be nice! (and one would probably be enough!)