So a few years ago when PapaBob and Meemom came here for their first Christmas in their new house, we told them they wouldn't need to worry about it snowing here,
as it "hardly ever" snows here.
Well, that winter, they happened to get snowed in to their house.
We had to dig them out. . . literally.
So, PapaBob won't ever let us live that one little comment down. Since then, he teases us about any snow here just being a "figment of our imagination" . . . because we said, "it doesn't ever snow here."
Well, Papa Bob, I guess this is what figment looks like . . .
Hey, PapaBob! All of this figment that has fallen is only because our little guy W. has been praying fervently for snow!