If the snow that came earlier this week had come on the weekend, maybe today I’d have a snowball fight with Ethan and/or roll up a big pile of snow on the shady side of the house so that it would last after the rest of the snow was melted. But the snow is pretty much a thing of the past and I’ll do my little “would’a, could’a, should’a” thing and then move on with life as usual.