Bear woke up the other morning and looked out the window to see a few snowflakes were coming down. He was so excited he ran into my room yelling:
"its snowing!!! That means its Christmas and we can go sledding!!!"
It wasn't long before it stopped snowing, there wasn't anything to show for it, no snow on the ground. Bear was upset and kept telling me he wanted it to start snowing again. I told him that when I was little and wanted it to snow me and my brothers and sisters would gather at the windowsill and bang our little fists on is chanting "we want snow, we want snow," over and over. He tried it once and lost interest. A few minutes later he opened the back door and yelled out:
"Snow in Spanish Fork, then in Cleavland, then San Diego. And we want snow!!!"
It must have worked because within a few minutes the snow was coming down and we got enough for it to cover the ground and he and Lyon went and played in it :D