It's 37 & snowing.
In my mind it's close to perfect...
Although I'd prefer to be near some mountains, skis ready & a baby sitter lined up for the Huxman.
I just love the kind of weather that forces you to bundle up.
A lot of my favorite memories have a snowy backdrop.
It was snowing when Huxley was born.
In my mind it's close to perfect...
Although I'd prefer to be near some mountains, skis ready & a baby sitter lined up for the Huxman.
I just love the kind of weather that forces you to bundle up.
A lot of my favorite memories have a snowy backdrop.
It was snowing when Huxley was born.
Oh, the look on his sweet little face when we showed him the snow this morning.
He was smiling this quiet little smile.
That is perfection.
He was smiling this quiet little smile.
That is perfection.
xo
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