So Much for a Winter Without Snow

We woke up to a few manageable inches of the white stuff yesterday morning.  The snow was light and fluffy.  Sophie is currently outside with her Papa throwing snowballs.  If you look closely at the photo, you can see her rosy red cheeks, not unlike the portraits of Renaissance princesses.  As I look out the window into the backyard, I can see her trying to climb up the playset to protect herself from the army of one Papa.  She has good aim.  Papa, not so much.  She’s taunting him now with great glee.  Life is so damn simple when you’re six.

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