About ten minutes after we got back from blue skies and beach, the snow began.
Flash to a snow day from work (which, okay... that USED to be fun but now consists of smooshing every mandatory task from your day into a teeny tiny window at about 5:30 a.m.)
Jess took us on a forced march to Starbucks. She walked the puppy so I wouldn't turn into the hulk and go back home.
Then we played in the back yard. Myka's first snow:
Myka is six months old as of tomorrow. Say it ain't so!!
Jack is mid-bark here... his face says, SNOW DAY? REALLY?
My prince. With a snow beard.
Watching the girls playing... thanking his lucky stars they are leaving him alone.
Beaches and then snow, it is like they got the best of both worlds in a very short amount of time. :) Forced march never stops being funny.
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