We’ve been having some wonderful fal weather as of late. Call me nuts, but I like the wet, cold, overcast days of fall when most people want to be cuddled up in front of a fire or something. Today was kind of rough though.
“Daddy, come quick!”
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” I couldn’t rush as well as I would have liked due to a sprained ankle and some other issues going on in my foot.
“Daddy, look!”
“What is it?”
“There are marshmallows falling from the sky?”
“What?” This I had to see.
Sure enough, there were puffy looking white lumps falling from the sky. Of course I knew that they weren’t marshmallows.
“That’s called hail, buddy.”
“Hail? What’s hail?”
“Hail is little pieces of ice that can fall like rain when the weather is really stormy.”
“Why is it hailing, Daddy?”
“It must be pretty nasty outside.”
“It’s not that bad out.”
That’s when I knew that the little guy takes after me. He likes the rainy nasty days just as much as I do.
Shortly there after, mom drove up the driveway and came inside the house.
“Mommy, Mommy! Marshmallows fell from the sky!”
“They did? Really?”
“No, it was just hail.”
“Oh, okay.”
“Marshmallows don’t fall from they sky Mom, they come fro the grocery store.”
Smart little guy!!
Comment by Mom — October 8, 2009 @ 11:13 am |