Ava was Right

As I tucked Ava in on Nov. 30, she informed me that Dec. 1 meant that it would snow. She said because it was December in the morning, we would wake up to lots of snow. I tried to inform here otherwise, but she wouldn't hear of it. She knew that it would snow. Well, guess who was right? Yeah. She always is.


We woke up to a good inch of snow on Wednesday. Today, we woke up to a perfect day for sledding and snowballs. My kids (Brant included) and the neighbors are whooping it up. I'm getting ready with cocoa and cookies. I have the best job out of the deal.


Of course, this snow did ruin today's plans of putting up the Griswald, outdoor, light festival. Darn. Scrooge is well pleased, but another Hamby is sad. I'm sipping coffee and humming under my breath, "I'm dreaming of a low, electric bill . . .". Cheap, I know. It's sad.