The first time it snowed this year it was magical.
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Even the second time was pretty amazing.
Since then I’ve lost track.
Yesterday—with the help of a kind neighbor with a snow blower—we (meaning John) got to this point.
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Only to wake up to this scene this morning.
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You might think Leo and Daniel would be tired of the snow by now.
Nope.
They love playing in the snow.
They want to shovel.
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They want to sled.
They desperately wanted to build a fort, so we did.
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Even though we had two feet of snow or so in our yard, it wasn’t enough. While I was pulling Leo through the street, he asked me to stop so he could get some snow to take home.
So we did.
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Then I took his brother out to do the same thing.
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After throwing snowballs and sledding and falling dramatically into the snow and climbing to the top of our snow mountain, they finally came inside.
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Now that was a day we’ll never be able to duplicate.
What’s that, you say? Snow again tomorrow?
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Sigh.
Well, at least I know two people who will be overjoyed.
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