snow
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It snowed this week–merely a light dusting of ice, but the kids didn’t care. They put on their warmest garb–which wasn’t quite warm or waterproofed enough for the duration–and with sock-covered hands, they packed snowballs
a merry Christmas indeed.
I know. I know. We’re into the first week of 2013 and I’m still talking about Christmas. Here’s the thing: Christmas isn’t a day or even a weekend for us; it’s a week and a
November | December outtakes
I always mourn how these two months seem to seep through my fingers each year, but something this year felt even faster. Maybe it was the trip to Chicago or my kiddos’ growing energy (and
the snowy day
We don’t get much snow here in central Texas; endless, hot summer days infested by mosquitos seem to be more our thing. So when giant, icy cotton balls fall from the sky, here, it is magical.