Wisdom, Humor, Irreverence from the mouths of babes
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Would you like butter with that?
So the snow storm has moved passed the blizzard phase and is in the sleet stage. I agree to take Wyatt outside. He looks up to the sky and is bombarded with little ice pellets. He beems and says, "Look Mommy, popcorn snow."
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