...save lots of white pellets that I hesitate to call snow, but which are indeed
frozen white precipitation. The kids don't have school today anyway, but even
so, being around Luken this morning was like living with Calvin from Calvin and
Hobbes when he wants snow and it doesn't come. Luken was way disappointed. He wanted to sled down our tiny hill and have a snowball fight with his friend, Max.
The hippo shoes are still there. Maybe they're for me after all.
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