November 8, 2018: Daddy says it’s supposed to snow tonight for the first time this year. What happened to fall? It seems like we only got a few days of cider and donuts, raking leaves, soup, and sweatshirts. Now all of the sudden we’re looking at boots and hats, shoveling snow, soup, and winter coats. We eat a lot of soup. Oh well, these chilly daya give us more opportunity for cuddling. I think grammie and papa appreciate that.