Even more snow fell on Thanksgiving day, and my children were determined to take advantage of every flake.
Triple the fun.
Necessity is the mother of invention, right? Hence the dump-truck-turned-sled.
Keziah (18) was content just to watch.
Until I convinced her she had to try sledding. Just once.
As you can see, she loved it!
And Jubilee (8) loved it too!
As I was up every two hours last night with my sick baby boy, I was able to watch the snow recede. A Chinook is upon us, and it was so cool to watch how much grass appeared and snow disappeared in two hour increments. Our yard is now a slushy, icy mess. With green grass poking through.