I loved hearing all the squealing and giggling, grunts of frustration trying to walk through inches, even feet in some areas, of sinking children, and seeing their rosy little cheeks in a permanent smile. Good, good memories.
The sun is going down (beautiful), but these kids don't care! |
I remember doing the same thing I watched my own children do; build snowmen, climb huge snow piles then slide down, making forts, and creating snow angels. What a joy!
:) how fun!!!
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