I don't know what it is about the white stuff that kids like. Maybe I don't understand because I didn't grow up with mounds of snow, but to the kids (and dog) it's like a brand new playground sprouted up overnight. There's really no point to this story except that I hate snow, and the rest of my family does not. How do I survive? By their laughter and fun...
Cris Jr: Climbing a mountain or crawling on the floor?
My beautiful Maya.
Kicking the imaginary ball!
Too much fun!
Walking the Griffyndor!
Walking Gryffin Part II.
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