The sadder side of snow

I woke up this morning to a light snow fall. The ground was already covered and tiny, tiny flakes were continuing to fall. They're calling for 4-8 inches. Although I'm disappointed that we have to cancel plans to have dinner with my dad, I like snow. This is a happy thing.

Yesterday, on the way to work, though I heard about something sad. One little boy, was probably crying when he saw the snow. In the car yesterday, my fellow carpooler told me that today was supposed to be his son's long planned seventh birthday party. They were going to play laser tag. Because of the snow, they were likely to have to cancel.

I feel for him. I hope his sister at least plays in the snow with him all day.