First Snow

As I told my students the other day "plug your ears if you don't want to hear me gush about my husband."  We were discussing favorite snow memories for journal writing.  I told my students my favorite memory was when "Mr. Evan" and I were dating and we both lived at Ozark.  On the day we had our first snow together I called him up and asked him to meet me half way between the dorms.  I had been teaching 4 year olds that day and a jingle bell in my pocket.  I handed him the jingle bell and he gave me a kiss in the falling snow.   Ever since he has been giving me jingle bells ever so often.  (All of my students ewwed after the story) He is one sweet man.