My street looked like this at 8:30 am. Not too bad actually.
I took the long way out of the neighborhood to avoid a steep hill and noticed this impressive snowman. He was at least 7 feet tall!
Most of the snow was gone by the drive home, but when we got home Justin wanted to play in the little that was left on the lawn. His mission was to stomp it - and apparently there is a very specific
techniques in
order to do this. He tried to teach me. {that package he has is from Nick and Molly - a "where the wild beers are" shirt}. Y
ay!
After stomping out the snow Justin noticed a pile a few houses down and got his shovel and spent quite a while scooping and playing. And notice his boots? Those are his, as I like to call them,
fuggs {aka:
faux Uggs}, and they are awesome.
I took the long way out of the neighborhood to avoid a steep hill and noticed this impressive snowman. He was at least 7 feet tall! 
Most of the snow was gone by the drive home, but when we got home Justin wanted to play in the little that was left on the lawn. His mission was to stomp it - and apparently there is a very specific techniques in order to do this. He tried to teach me. {that package he has is from Nick and Molly - a "where the wild beers are" shirt}. Yay! 
After stomping out the snow Justin noticed a pile a few houses down and got his shovel and spent quite a while scooping and playing. And notice his boots? Those are his, as I like to call them, fuggs {aka: faux Uggs}, and they are awesome. 
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