Recall

THAT'S what it was Quuinn said yesterday in the van. He mentioned it again this morning (thanks for the reminder, kid).

Q: MOM! I see SNOW!
M: That's not snow, it's frost.
Q: Then the snow will come?
M: Soon enough.
Q: I want snow NOW!
M: Not me. Why do you want it to snow so bad?
Q: Because when it snows, then the next day will be CHRISTMAS!

I need to explain to him long and hard that Christmas comes irregardless of snow, so that we don't have fervent little-boy prayers (which are especially potent, I think) going up to God every day, hurrying things along.