So many people here in the South find snow days to be fun, fabulous, wonderful days. I do not. Not even close. So when our second (rare) snow storm came I was filled with dread. This is what we woke up to.
The kids, however, were filled with glee. They desperately wanted to go outside to play at 6:30 A.M. I tried to put off as long as possible and lasted until about 10:30. Austin was like a monkey let out of his cage.
And Marty was just beside himself.
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That last picture so needs to be in a magazine or catalogue or something... it's sooo cute.
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