In like a lamb, out like a lion or strike that and reserve it.

That might be March in the rest of the country, but in Utah, we have a slightly different version.

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Sometimes all in the same day.
Take Tuesday, the kids got up in a snow storm and wanted to go sledding. Not enough time before school. The little one gets home at 10:30 and it is sunny now and the snow is all gone. Back at lunch, gone by the time the first grader gets home at 3pm. Snow starts again at 4pm. The kiddos are watching a cartoon and I figure sledding afterwards. The snow stopped and the sun came out any the sledding slope in the yard turned back into mud. All before 5pm. Have dinner and the snow is back, in force. They finally get to go sledding around 6pm and lasted until the little one hit the apple tree. He came in and declared that he would never sled again. He changed it to never sledding head first again. That works for mom.