Bright and early this morning, Enoch wanted to play in the backyard. I told him it to wait because it was very cold and there was still frost on the grass. He ran to the window and said, "Where, where, where?". I told him the frost was all over the grass. "Are you sure?", he asked me. "I'm looking, and I don't see any frosting on the grass." He was a bit disappointed that there was no frosting, but very interested to learn about frost.
Enoch is going through his weather phase. We read weather books every night, listen to weather reports and constantly talk about the water cycle and snow. Enoch can't wait for it to snow. Today we are going to the canyon because Enoch is nervous that "the weaves (that is how he says it) will disappear before we can see them".
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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maybe it's not a phase. He could be the next great weatherman. Well, second greates, because my 8 year old nephew is planning on being the greatest. :)
I have only one thing to say . . . He is definitely his Grandpa Randall's grandson! Weather is a big deal for the Randall men. Well, as my mother used to say "he comes by it honest."
That is so hilarious!!! I love the frosting on the ground!!!!
Better get J. P.Randall over to explain the weather in detail. He can do it on the computer.
LOVE GRANDPA RANDALL
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