I never thought of my boys as being "Prarie boys", but I guess they were until now! Just a week ago they were complaining that it never snows on Vancouver Island. I think my oldest was actually quite depressed at the thought of not being able to build snow forts and go tobogganing this year. Lucky for us, the snow came and came and came - the lads feel at home now.
These little men of mine have lived in every Canadian Province from Manitoba to British Columbia. I wonder how they will define themselves when they are no longer little. Will their Prairie memories be endearing to them? Will they come to think of themselves as West Coasters? So much to ponder on a Winter evening. . .