No sooner did Daddy and Grandpa put up the Christmas lights all over the front yard did we wake up to a blanket of snow. As I type this there is a few more inches and it's still coming down. Makes the 15 degree days worth it.
The top of the wish bone flew across the kitchen, Mikayla's piece was longer though, but I've never seen that happen. They both made wishes anyway.
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