DAVEY MEETS SNOW

As usual, everyone rises about 5, the back door opens and the rush to potty begins.  Davey gets to the bottom of the steps, puts one foot out, quickly snaps it back, looks over his shoulder at me with a "What is that?"  look on his face.  He hesitates a minute, then decides no one else seems afraid of it, and goes out like a good boy.  They all come back in, get their treat, then go back and snuggle under their blankies to shake off the chill. There is no question that Davey was wondering if coming to WI was such a great idea.