... For the SNOW!

That's right, it is all because of my son and me.*

Not global warming, not el nino, not hurricane patterns... simply the little prayer of a 7 year old and the bold statement of his mother that God must have thought funny enough to respond to.

See, before Thanksgiving Zeke was chatting with me and asked when we were going to get snow. I said, "In your day, February... but in MY DAY, we always had snow by Christmas and tons of it. You'll be lucky if we get snow by Valentine's Day."

Zeke then proceeded to pray to God. He asked that God would make the snow really high in the backyard, by the hill, that it would be as tall as the hill (about 4' tall). He wanted a lot of snow this winter.

So what happened? Well, two days before Christmas we got hammered with snow. And over the course of January, we have had snow, on average, every couple days. Last week we got between between 1 to 2 feet depending on who you talk to. And it keeps coming.

I keep laughing. And I think God is laughing with me.

Not in a spiteful way, or an "I'll get you" sort of way, but in a "Dana, you are going to get a kick out of this winter" sort of way. And wo/man, have I ever! I keep laughing... it keeps coming... Sunday said for snow only on Monday this week... today, we had snow. The radar showed no clouds, no nothing and all of a sudden, out of nowhere literally, a cloud is right above our area and we are seeing snow.

Zeke, is simply tickled but in a completely different way.

The snow piles in our front yard make great tunnels and the back yard is a great sledding zone... heaven! I don't know for sure if it is as tall as he was praying for but the winds make it pretty tall in the corner, which is sufficient for his little heart.

*Oh, of course, God makes the snow, not us. And He created weather not us. It's me being silly not sacrilegious.  Oh, blasted me for being terrible at sarcasm!