Last weekend we drove up to Ohio in hopes of taking Clark skiing (and maybe playing in some snow at the ski hill). Then there was crazy weather--storms, tornadoes, and the likes. So, no skiing. Then on Monday (after we returned home) it snowed a few inches. Knowing that the next day was supposed to be in the 60s, I figured this was our only opportunity to play in the snow. So, as much as I don't like it, we all got our snow gear on and played outside for about 40 minutes. Claire wasn't a fan, Peter loved it, and I endured it until I couldn't stand it any longer.


(she's saying "cheese" in this picture).
I only wish Clark weren't in school so he could have played with us as well since he's been talking about making a snowman all winter. But the next day all the snow melted and it's been wonderfully warm ever since.
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