I may be tired of shoveling and wearing my yak-traxs to walk on the snowy streets but when Lincoln came dressed in snow pants and said, "Outside, shovel, fun, come on!" Dale and I were happy go to out and play. The snow is deep in parts of the yard, well above my boots and high on Lincoln's thighs so we held hands while we made tracks in the fresh snow.
The snow was fluffy and glittery but Dale was able to make a couple of snow balls by warming it in his hands. Lincoln was pleased and enjoyed throwing the balls into the fluffy snow. Coming in for warm cookies was almost as much fun as playing in the snow.
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