My parents and their friends say it never snows like this in Seattle. Over three days we had 10 inches and the City of Seattle's 27 snowplows didn't quite cover our charming Queen Anne hamlet. I haven't been in school (and, thus, parents at work) since mid last week. We snowshoed to church on Sunday and up the hill to the bakery today. I went sledding (or sledging as Daddy says) down a nearby hill and learned snow can taste much like ice cream (use your imagination...and add some honey or jam). When Mommy told me that school may be in session tomorrow, I became as cute and as obedient as I possibly could and tried to convince them they wanted me to stay home with them. I think I won them over.
