Progress

Not sure whose is greater at this point...

Saturday Morning Camp Out

(so the pictures are a little dated, but the camp outs have continued)

What happens when...

You live in a land that boasts an average of 55 degrees each winter

and

you're the third in line for hand-me-downs

and

your big brother really likes to play outside... a lot

but 

your sisters... not so much

and then it rains

and sleets 

and freezes 

and stays frozen 

and finally it snows?

You decide your little sister's pink pom-pom hat and your big brothers socks for gloves

are not nearly as miserable as one would think.

 

That is, until Daddy can pull down the dusty old ski box 

and supplement the battered hand-me-down line. 

 

Even Piper joined in the six inches of wintry fun we experienced this past week.

 

And after showing an inability to acknowledge the cause of her excessive shivering, 

she was forced into the ranks of hand-me-downs as well.

 

Sadly, though, the ski box could not supplement the toy department, and the kids were forced to walk pretend snow babies through mounds of snow. 

And use brooms to clear the way.

But once all the vehicles were swept free,

proper snow play did ensue.

HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello.......

Hello...... 

hello.....

hello....

hello...

Comes the echo from the cavernous void that has recently become our blog.  In the absence of mental tenacity, verbal dexterity and any amount of spare time, we will attempt to bridge this deplorable gap with adorable pictures and hasty captions.

Please excuse any discomfort this veritable gorge has caused in your blogging pleasure.