This morning at 3:30 my girlfriend and I were woken up by a sound of one of our kids crying.
I got up, went out to the den and found this little guy......
......bent over a chair just sobbing.
I asked if he was sick? No was his answer.
I asked if had a bad dream? No was his answer.
I then asked what it was and he pointed out the window.
What I saw was this (except it was dark):
The back yard of my girlfriend's parents house.
He said, "No snow!" and began to cry even harder.
The weather forecast said that there was a "possibility" of snow here last night. Maybe one inch. Anderson never heard "possibility." All he heard was "snow" and that it was coming.
Anderson has never seen snow and is super excited about possibly seeing some on this trip to the states.
I tried to calm him down by telling him that we don't get much snow where our grandparents live and if we do it doesn't usually come until later in the year and that we still have plenty of time here until we have to get back on the plane to go home.
His crying slowed down and he went, one more time, to look out the window.
About this time a light came on in the kitchen. It was my girlfriends mom. She came over to me and said, "Because there's no snow?" It was more of a comment than a question.
We all know how badly Anderson wants to see snow.
Feel free to ask God to bless us with some snow while we are here in the states. That would be one of the best Christmas presents Anderson could get this year.