Indeed last week, the great white fluff visited our very own backyard, (or front yard I suppose) and fell from the sky like fluffly little cotton puffs all the day long. I think Arthur would have prefered we go out and make a snowman or something, but since I spent the past 5 years enduring altogether too much snow in Utah, the appeal of snowtime play has dwindled considerably. AND to top it off, I was terribly sick. Seriously, on the day it snowed I had the worst cold of all time, and I spent most of the day in a Nyquil induced snooze.
So sad.
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