actually, i love it, of course. i love waking up and peeking out the frosty window, and seeing the ground covered in white. i love noah's expression when snowflakes fall in his eyes, or when aaron throws snowballs at me. it's funny, because we thought moving here from new england meant sacrificing these simple pleasures. apparently not! it only means sacrificing city snowplows.
here are some photos from our neighborhood during yesterday's storm. we ventured downtown for mother's group at a coffeeshop. noah fell asleep on the wintry walk home.
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