You may be wondering . . .
what we do . . .
when it snows seven inches . . .
in 24 hours . . .
Well.
We shovel.
A lot.
It may be my only form of exercise this week.
And I'm okay with that.
We paint.
I mostly took this picture for the tongue action.
Classic.
From the advent calendar.
Gav has a mild obsession with socks.
I have no idea where he gets it.
Mostly because my kids saw it and wanted NOTHING else.
And
We have dance parties, of course.
Bob Seger.
Old time Rock n' Roll.
I can remember doing the same thing.
Twenty years ago.
With my mom.
I kid you not.
4 comments:
you guys should come down here where we are shivering at 65*
from that angle you could be me! oh wait, thats cuz those used to be my clothes...i still want those red pants back. :)
Ummm it snowed? Huh, didn't notice!
You are a fun mom!
What a cute Mom you are!!! Sorry about last night! I was running a little late and figured if you came you would have given up on me and left! Apparently... not. Sorry!
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