It's the little things....

What an unexpected gift we received yesterday in the form of snow! Snow is a big deal in our family. We travel long distances to play in it (like NY). What a blessing it was yesterday to have it delivered to our doorstep.

Me, being the great mom that I am, tricked our oldest son David. I woke him up around the normal time, pretending he had to go to school. Now, since he had been out for 4 days already (MLK and Teacher workday) he was sad and the tears started rolling. Daddy, being a true sport, said "yeah, I'm sorry buddy, it didn't snow last night". Unfortunately (and unbeknownst to us) while climbing out of his bunk bed he saw the snow through the blinds and the tears stopped. He then proceeded to play along with our little trickery until we open the living room blinds. Needless to say, he was happy there was no school.

Daddy went to work late so he got to spend the morning sledding and snowboarding with all of us. He then called me coming home from work early to tell me he wanted to take us out to dinner to enjoy the last bit of snow. This is an old habit of ours from vacationing up north - eating great Italian food and watching the snow fall. Well, the Italian food was so-so and the snow had stopped falling, but our moods didn't change. We were all happy and by the time we got home we were worn out from this fun filled day.

Here they are making tiny snowmen as a surprise for Grandma when she got home.

In the midst of the world, national and just daily worries we all face, it was a blessing to have this little gift from God. At least, that's what I consider yesterday to be. An unexpected blessing - the best kind!