At least, that is what Sam was saying for about 2 weeks. I know it snowed when I lived in Ohio, but I don't remember if I liked it or not. I know it didn't snow when I lived in Arkansas, and if it did ... even half an inch ... the whole town shut down. It definitely snowed in Wyoming, and I remember not really liking my first winter there. Still, I learned how to ski and got pretty accustomed to the snow and cold weather after that. Why am I saying this? Well, it seems that at least one of our boys hates the snow. In Wyoming, he screamed if we even set him down. When we returned to Illinois, there was a lot of snow on the ground, and he didn't even want to walk to the car. Who is this child? Sam of course. Well, I looked out the window into the backyard this morning when I woke up, and it seems Sam may finally be getting his wish after nearly 3 weeks. Almost all of the snow is gone, and the rain that is supposed to fall today will surely wipe out what's left. This is surprising to me because I thought for sure the snow here would stay until March or at least late February. Perhaps the weather here is more like Virginia than I thought: cold rain, some snow, and that wet, cold air that goes right to your bones. Needless to say, cabin fever is starting to settle in.