Okay. So maybe this is where the kids and I part ways. Maybe this is the day that I realize that I am OLD. Could it be that I am ...{gasp}...a grown up that has forgotten the fun of playing in the snow? Well, I think that just might be the way of things after traveling TWO HOURS to get home on a normal route of 45 minutes! The roads were miserable, and the driving was treacherous...I am sure glad that I have a car pool buddy = LOVE YOU, ELSA!But back to the situation at hand...
These little goofs only thoughts were to head inside to exchange their school clothes for snowpants...dress shoes for snowboots.
My darling angel left her mark behind, whileBrandan stuck his tongue out to catch some flakes. Hmmmm, good thing there were not any metal poles around...
Ah, a day in the life of 3 to 6 inches...Now, where is that flight to Hawaii?
2 comments:
Two hours is better than four ;)
Yeah, you're getting old. even *I* thought about playing in the snow, lmao But getting home in time to put the kids to bed, not to mention the boy being sick, kinda put a damper on that thought.
YOur little ones look like they are having so much fun! Great pictures.
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