I was so mad about the weather that day. We’d just enjoyed a beautiful, balmy, 70F sunny day. But as we all know, Houston’s weather is never predictable. I had to go to the grocery store and had to troop out into the sleet with my 3 year old. It was cold. The roads were crazy. I was not happy. And then, the snow came.
The last time it snowed, the kids were stuck in school and I vowed that I would take them out of school if it snowed again. Don’t hate. I grew up in Northern Arizona where it snowed every winter and we’d walk the streets during the bright & quiet nights having snow ball fights. I remember one year in particular. My mom had planned to take a few friends and I out of town for my birthday. But then it snowed 6 inches during the night. In a small town, there was only one place to be and it was the local elementary school. There were huge hills that we could take our makeshift sleds (either a trash bag or a garbage can lid) and sled to our hear’s desire. So, yes. I was going to take my kids out of school to make a memory for them.
But I didn’t have to 🙂 The snow started around 4:30 and lasted only a short while. And, as mad as I was about the cold weather, I took them outside and we made memories 🙂