It's always sort of been an ongoing joke in my family that in the town that I was raised you always pack snowsuits and shorts on the May Long Weekend. Once again this year it's been proven that the old adage is true. My mom spoke with me today and told me that it has gone from Sunny and warm with them out camping to them having over a foot of snow in the last two days.
Needless to say the camping trip is off and they are back at home hoping the snowplows will find their way to their rural property soon.
Meanwhile here at home my son and I are singing along on Itunes to a bunch of kids music we have for him, classics like the farmer in the dell and B. I. N. G. O when he looks at me and says I need to turn the music off. I ask him why he calmly tells me he wants to hear the "Rain Song". Sure enough I look outside and it's pouring rain. I gave him permission and he opened the door and listened to the rain and the birds cheeping for a minute or two. What a kid.