So I hear the Northeast is experiencing a bit of a snow flurry. Nevertheless, the boys and I got bundled up for our morning adventure â€“ gloves, scarves, and a Cheshire Cat hat for me â€“ it was 34 degrees and cold.
While out and about we encountered a fellow parent. The expected mundane chatter about weather ensued. The frozen tundra blanketing the other side of the country came up.
â€œI guess theyâ€™re Finding Nemo,â€ I chortled. (I know, Iâ€™m sure there are PLENTY of terrible puns going around. But thatâ€™s what happens when the media nicknames a storm â€œNemo.â€) Continue reading