Sleet, Rain, A Shrug Of My Shoulders Because It Doesn't Matter If It's Not Snow

Melissa just walked into my room to announce that it was snowing outside. In her skirt and suede moccasins, was in need of a change of clothes after being outside in the cold, she said. I excitedly opened my blinds (with Heloise's wishes in mind, of course) to find some bizarre mix of rain and sleet. Contrary to popular belief, sleet is not snow, and it does not make children happy. Have a little mercy, hein?