It's a snow day here...finally...and it just reaffirmed some strong truths in our family:
one certain person in our family thinks everything was put on this earth for us to eat.
Yes, Reesie. I'm talkin' to you.
And Liv is forever our snow girl. She was squealing and somersaulting and squealing and hopping and squealing and acting all sorts of crazy. It was very difficult to get her to eat her breakfast. Did I mention the squealing?
Miss Snow Bunny:
And I do believe Reesie has found a new friend.
Eskimo kisses even!
Now we are inside,
finishing up with schoolwork and a cup of hot cocoa,
and enjoying the quiet that blankets the earth after a snow fall.
Happy day to you!