It's been snowing this week. Again. I've decided that, although we don't get nearly as much snow as some of our fellow northerners, we get plenty up here. We've enjoyed a winter so far with enough snowfall for playing and not enough to make you crazy. There is a fine line there.
But no matter how many times it snows, it never, ever gets old to the kids. They run out into is as fast as they can get their little boots on. Every time, you would think it was the first time they'd ever seen snow.
And every time, they immediately stick out their tongues and try to catch a snowflake or two. And they usually do.
There's just something about the feeling of a fresh, crisp snowflake on your tongue, I guess.
But, try as you may, if you still can't catch one....
You can always just lick one off the door.
You can always just lick one off the door.
Really. I'm sure it's clean.
2 comments:
Great photos, Jenny, especially the last one :) It looks like your kids like snow so much you should consider moving to Montana so we could be neighbors again :)
How fun- I wondered if snow got old to kids who saw it a lot. I guess it's magical every time!
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