I guess since I don't have class on Friday's, it wasn't technically a snow day for me, but it WAS the most snow we've had all year, and it WAS a snow day for Preston, so we're calling it a snow day. This also was really perfect snow. When I woke up, it was still falling, but enough had fallen during the night that the ground was completely covered in a beautiful powdery white blanket. It was the kind of snow that made me want to be 8 years old, so that I could throw on my snow pants, run outside, and go sledding with Jeffrey and Matthew till we were breathless and red-faced from the cold air.And if I had had a sled, there's a pretty good chance I would have gone sledding. Alas, since we are sled-less, Callie needed to be walked, and Preston was still asleep, I decided to take a bazillion pictures instead.
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