Snow Day
School is canceled for the day The snow is piled high The joy of every child’s heart Exhaled in winters sigh. A poem by me on a snow day
Read The Rest of the StorySchool is canceled for the day The snow is piled high The joy of every child’s heart Exhaled in winters sigh. A poem by me on a snow day
Read The Rest of the StoryThis year Wyatt is determined that we become a “skiing family.” I grew up skiing . . . a few times a year. But I started snowboarding in 8th grade, which made me ski even...
Read The Rest of the Story(*I had pictures, and even videos of us going down the hill, but they seem to have been deleted off my phone. That’s the trouble with letting little lovelies play with your phone*) We had...
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