Sunday evening as we were all relaxing doing our various things, he was engrossed in a cookbook.
"Mom, do you think we could make dandelion jelly?" he asked, looking hopeful as he studied the recipe in front of him.
I looked at required ingredients.
Water ... check
Lemon ... check
Sugar ... check
Pectin ... surprisingly ... check
Dandelions ... check, as soon as we gather from the abundance growing in the yard.
"Yes, I'll help you make it tomorrow," I told him.
He was excited as we discussed our plans for the following day.
We got up yesterday to a cold mix of rain and snow. That didn't keep Steven from bouncing out of bed early, eager to start on our plans for the day, only to discover all the dandelions had shut their blossoms as they endured the weather.
"I'm sorry," I said. "We'll just have to wait to make the jelly until a sunny day."
He nodded his head and said, "That's why I like days so much. You never really know what is going to happen in them until it does. It's fun finding out!"