word on the street is that the polar vortex is swingin' back our direction
so we drank in the last of daylight with a bit of sledding, snow painting and just hangin' around in the swing :)
these goofy little owl hats were compliments of grandma
delicious mouthfuls of white fluff compliments of mother nature
a few deep breaths of fresh air before we shut ourselves in again
i'm seeing lots of crafts, go fish and old maid on our horizon...
but i don't mind it too much
when i'm cuddled in snug as a bug with these knuckleheads, i'll be honest - there are moments when the term "suffocation" comes to mind
but mostly its cozy :)
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