Sunday, December 27, 2009

Where there is a will, there is a way.

Dear Snow,
You thought you could keep us from having our Christmas Eve traditions. You thought your beauty would keep us locked in the house eating old ham. No, no dear friend. We challenged you, we dared you, and we won.
Love, Me
P.S. Please know that I still love you. I just love Chinese food too.

You tried to re-freeze the windshield whippers but Dad figured you out.

You tried to scare us by pelting sleet on us. We were not detoured.

All for this.

#1, #16, #2, fried bread, and egg rolls.

The boys are happy.

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