Each time it snows I recall what Mrs. Wolfe told me in third grade: No two snowflakes are alike, they’re all individual and different. It was, of course, a metaphor for the kids in her class, that we should celebrate each others’ uniqueness.

So no two snowflakes are alike. I couldn’t agree more. Some snowflakes are waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better than other snowflakes. Just like children.