This week has been all trick and no treat so far. Four days before Halloween, we awoke to two inches of new snow on the ground. Ok, fine. No problem. Then, before it could even totally melt... a dump of 10" of the white stuff. The kids are ecstatic; Aiden is singing Christmas songs and teaching Haley how to make snow angels. Kimball, though she shivered outside when the weather turned colder in September, has rallied and is thoroughly enjoying her first real snow too - she does the crazy dog thing sprinting in eight different directions in the space of ten seconds when she gets out into it, and loves to catch snowballs in her mouth. Andy and I... not so much. Really? Getting out the snowblower in October? Ugh, we're in for a long stretch here, is what we're thinking. But it's all good. We'll live, I'm sure... and Halloween's going to be all the more interesting tomorrow night navigating over snowbanks and squeezing the snow gear on under the costumes!
My tired snow angels, napping together in our bed
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Looks like Haley is still making snow angels in her sleep. Aiden make the best snowmen.
Grandma Chris
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