We finally had some snow. It was enough to cancel school which meant that dad didn't have to work on his birthday. Sam decided to break out the psychedelic snowman kit. I'm sure Mr. Pschedelic Snowman would agree that global warming is a myth, but we didn't really get a chance to have a long conversation about it since his first opportunity to exist happened February 13th, and he's pretty much gone already. Oh, well. We'll discuss it next year.