the girls and I have become reacquainted with our swimsuits and the water.
But before we hit any crazy heat records
(as always seems to happen around here),
let's reminisce about my 'snow fix'.
A few months back the news was predicting a late season big
snow storm for the Arizona high country. I knew we had to go.
We booked a quaint cabin style hotel in Flagstaff,
that was nestled among the Ponderosa Pines.
The girls couldn't wait (including me) to "go snowin' " as Jill and Camille call it.
As we arrived tears arrived too as there was no snow in sight.
Jill and Camille were confused as they had to wait even longer to
go snowin'. I prayed that night for the snow storm to arrive
as I didn't want to devastate the girls.
We awoke to a winter wonderland.
First on the agenda: hot coco.
Then, finally, at-last, it was snowin' time.
After a few hours of pure white bliss and perma-grins we had to
force the children into the room to thaw out.
The snow was coming down thicker and the roads were getting dangerous.
We decided to descend (slowly, albeit) back into the valley of the sun.
Until next year and my yearly allowance of snow, my snow fix.
