As romantic and pretty as it is.....I'm ready for some warm, sunny weather. Not even shift husband is here to snuggle with, enjoy it or take part in the great snowman build-off between pastor neighbor and our children. Even now...it's still coming down. Potato soup for lunch, chili for dinner. Hot chocolate, coffee, muddy floors, long eyelashes dusted with snowflakes, red cheeks and noses, frozen hands, snowmen, snowball wars, machete carved snow sculptures. More of Amy Carmichael's life as little ones sleep off snow induced exhaustion and older children fold clothes.

What busy, busy little girls do. By the end of it all shirts were on the floor.
Yet more snow
By the time it quit falling it was up over the top of his boots...and now it's falling again.



Grant couldn't find shoes and Gavin had already had his fill of playing in the snow. He was cold and done by this point. This would be after 2 hrs of already being out in it having snowball fights and building snowmen.





Putting it to good use and filling it up. Empty seats are Brad's and mine. Though it doesn't look like it we really do have room for 2 more.


Playing dr with 5 younger "sick" patients. Soooo......I'm thinkin' based on dr outfits this would be the Dr Quinn version?
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