It snowed three days in a row after Christmas.
I don't know why it can't snow like that before Christmas.
In my best Bing Crosby voice, "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I use to know. . ."
Anywho. I guess it doesn't really matter when the snow comes, the kids enjoy it anytime!
And Daddy enjoys shoveling it. Sometimes. :)
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