Thursday, January 23, 2014

when snow days come 'round again

I can die a happy woman. I can say with confidence that I have passed down my love of snow to my offspring. My job here is done. Obvi.

And that love looks a little something like:

Except it's an even greater love, because the snow gets points but the three men IN the snow.... well that bumps the "love meter" just plain through the roof. ;)

And the rules are very strict in this here neck of the woods. Hot chocolate must always, ALWAYS succeed a frolick in the snow. Complete with the freedom to choose any mug you like and hopeful with the promise of marshmallow-and-milk mustaches.

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