Snow Storm
So on March 1st, Utah decided to grace us with some snow. I'm sure the ski resorts were thrilled. I've been fine without it but I do feel a little jipped that Cole hasn't gotten to go play in the snow like little kids are supposed to do in the winter when you live in Utah. So. We got our gear on and headed out. I haven't worn those ski pants since I volunteered 10 years ago for the Olympics so it's only right that I busted them out again.
We headed over to the Whites' to borrow a sled that I used to pull Cole to the end of the street before he declared that "he was done" (cause he had been working up a sweat, apparently). We didn't even make it to the park. Dahh well. Grandpa White had to whip out a blow dryer to get inside the shed where the sleds were stored. I hope it was worth those magical 5 minutes...We ended up in the back yard making snow angels, eating snow and then trying to get an action shot of me blowing it out. Check.
We headed over to the Whites' to borrow a sled that I used to pull Cole to the end of the street before he declared that "he was done" (cause he had been working up a sweat, apparently). We didn't even make it to the park. Dahh well. Grandpa White had to whip out a blow dryer to get inside the shed where the sleds were stored. I hope it was worth those magical 5 minutes...We ended up in the back yard making snow angels, eating snow and then trying to get an action shot of me blowing it out. Check.
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