This morning it’s gray and raining. A typical November in the Northwest. But just a week ago we had a beautiful snowy blanket covering the ground. It was wonderful. We live on a hill. Good for sledding, not so good for driving. The cars stay parked and we walked and walked and walked.
Those walks in the snow are the best. Except for the cold toes part and the meltdowns a mile from home where no amount of bribing with hot cocoa won’t stop the flow of tears. I even promised marshmallows and whipped cream. In the walks that followed I got a little smarter and we would drag the four year old in a sled. Oh, did you think it was me having the meltdown?
Unfortunately it meant a couple of photo sessions had to be postponed. It also meant the teenagers only had a half day of school last week. How sweet is that… we’ll think about those make-up days next summer.
But for now it’s the memories of snowball fights and snow angels.
Don’t know about you but we are hoping for a repeat snow performance over the Christmas hols.
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