The first snow came a few weeks ago and it was my kind of snow. The kind that leaves a layer on the ground, enough to build a snowman, but is completely melted by the time I get dressed for the day. I would be okay if every snow was like this snow. Luckily, we had Aunt Skippy in town to help Brooklyn build her first snowman. Liza and Rachel were over too, so all the girls had a blast. And, clearly we have a full bred Colorado girl because she didn't want a jacket or gloves and didn't complain about the cold once.
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