The more it snows (Tiddely pom),The more it goes (Tiddely pom),The more it goes (Tiddely pom),On snowing. And nobody knows (Tiddely pom),How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),Are growing.Winnie the PoohThe House at Pooh Corner
This brings back memories of a Christmas when I was visiting my sister in Washington State. As a Southern Californian, I had never had a white Christmas, and since it looked like snow on Christmas Eve, I prayed for a white Christmas. When I woke up in the morning to a thin dusting of snow, I thought my little nieces and nephews would be thrilled! They weren’t. They had gotten bikes for Christmas and couldn’t ride them. Boy, did that make me more careful about what I pray for!
Templo S.U.D. over 9 years ago
Oh, happy day.
Sisyphos over 9 years ago
Dad is not so happy looking….But we must very leery of Alice-who-has-powers!
Last Rose Of Summer Premium Member over 9 years ago
I must not be saying it right, all we got is rain, and more rain, and even more rain……
Randy B Premium Member over 9 years ago
All her best spells work through coincidence and confirmation bias.
Ol Skool over 9 years ago
don’t say that chant here Alice, some of our local schools have already used more than their 5 snow days and are already losing part of spring break
puddlesplatt over 9 years ago
Snow…Loved it as a child….sadly, hate it now.
magicwalnut Premium Member over 9 years ago
I still love it! I felt the same way Alice did when I got up this morning….sadly, it looks as though it’s getting ready to stop…
Thomas R. Williams over 9 years ago
The more it snows (Tiddely pom),The more it goes (Tiddely pom),The more it goes (Tiddely pom),On snowing. And nobody knows (Tiddely pom),How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),Are growing.Winnie the PoohThe House at Pooh Corner
—A. A. Milne
Stellagal over 9 years ago
If Alice is old enough to create snow, then she must be old enough to help shovel the driveway.
lmonteros over 9 years ago
This brings back memories of a Christmas when I was visiting my sister in Washington State. As a Southern Californian, I had never had a white Christmas, and since it looked like snow on Christmas Eve, I prayed for a white Christmas. When I woke up in the morning to a thin dusting of snow, I thought my little nieces and nephews would be thrilled! They weren’t. They had gotten bikes for Christmas and couldn’t ride them. Boy, did that make me more careful about what I pray for!