It’s Like Being Home Again

Back in ye olde college days, I remember a distinctly Washington, DC, phenomenon.  Just as one would pull out the shorts and start planning a beach weekend (Crazy Train, anyone?), mid-Mayish, the weather would go from fabulously warm to suddenly cold.  Okay, it would drop from nearing 80 to high 50s/low 60s.  It would recover rather quickly, but seemed to happen every year, second or third week of May, like clockwork.

So, today, after several sunny days that were well (for us) above freezing, we had a surprise wintry blast this morning.  When I first looked out the kitchen window, I thought Cait’s taxi driver had a new car, as it was now white.  As I turned the corner, and looked out the front window, I realized it was just the two inches of snow on top of said taxi. 

It snowed and hailed throughout most of the day, although there was little or no accumulation.  Since today was the big field trip to the 871 plus or minus 2 (I swear that is the name) museum, the weather solidified the idea that we might host all 17 students and 4 teachers at the house for lunch.  Given our house is about a 5 minute walk, we couldn’t really say no….and the kids were quite well-behaved.  Bailey is still recovering from Too Much Attention, but he and the guinea pig came through otherwise unscathed.