An hour later the breeze turned into an angry snowman's breath daring us to remain outside. I for one am scared of angry snowmen so we went inside. The next day... 16 freakin' degrees. Annabelle has been somewhat patiently waiting for snow to eat so after a discussion about what color of snow was ok to eat she donned her "winter clothes" and ventured outside to partake. I am not sure how rigidly she stuck to the white ice only rule but will try not to ruminate to much about it.
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Man, you and seasonal learner got a lot more sleet stuff than we did. I think there might be some I could scrape off our deck, maybe.
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