We walked to church today (as we usually do) and the snow surprised us again! Go, Father Winter, go!! Glorious, glorious snow. It was snowing so hard on our walk home that I couldn't even put my head up and look in front of me. By the time we got home and started lunch the snow had stopped and the sun had come out. Father Winter must've needed a Sunday afternoon nap. Slacker.
Nate getting the girls ready for bed ...
EDIT: As I was getting ready for bed (I love to get ready for bed before 8 p.m. ... another benefit to wintertime!) I realized that it's not Father Winter, it's Father Time. I really gave Old Man Winter the shaft on that one. Well, that's what he gets for being so stingy with the snow this year.
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