There is snow at my school

James has this unique ability to be enthusiastic and excited about things the rest of us take for granted.

Finally after several years Springfield got a good snow. Around six inches of the great white, fluffy, sledding quality snow. It was beautiful. Along with the snow came every child's dream. Snow and a snow day from school. So for a day, the kids played in the snow. Because it is March in the Ozarks we saw the snow come one day and melt the next.

The day after the snow fell and before it had melted away, school was back in session. I took James to school that morning. He sits in the backseat and can't really see much out the window on that daily ride to Reed Middle School. We pulled up to his school. I got out of the car to open his door and walk him into the building. He got out and looked around and with great enthusiasm and surprise he yells, "There snow at my school." His school had never sported the outside white carpet until this day. For James even though his house had snow for which he had rejoiced, this was a whole new and unexpected reason to be enthusiastic about school.

I was reminded once again that sometime we are too smart to rejoice over simple things. Thanks, James for the reminder.