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our first snow of the year


well, we had our first real snow of the season this week, acquiring about 4 inches or so resulting in a 2-hour delay for jack's school.  he was up to the task of being appropriately excited about the snow, and had a blast playing in it.  cade didn't want to be cold, so he stayed in and watched. 

you'll see from the pictures that we're decorated outside, and getting ready for the celebration of Christ's birth, not just by preparing our home with decoations, but also by preparing our hearts with expectation and hope. 

life is good and expectant.  hope lies warm and life-full, even under a blanket of new snow.  and i thank God for children who make it so easy to remember that.  here's hoping you remember it, too, this season: hope is never lost. 







Comments

Emoly said…
I don't suppose you happened to watch the Simpon's Sunday night??? Martha Stewart told Lisa to lie face down in the snow so her smile would be on her snow angel's face. That is what I thought of when I saw Jack's face, covered in snow. That he made his snow angel face down... hehe

We don't even have that much snow!!! What is going on?

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