March. I can never remember if it’s in like a lion and out like a lamb, or the other way around. But I know for a fact that late mid March is a doozy!
New snow pants enable
Face first snow angels
And Calvin-esque small snowmen;
Hobbes, at home, will be jealous.
The joys of a vacation snowstorm.
My daughter’s wish for the day is documented on her whiteboard. Translation: I wish for a small blizzard tomorrow.
Me too kiddo. A snow day is just what we need.
Inciting Event Blog
Becky Ross Michael: author & editor
A inward journey in this outside world.
Life as a mom of a child with a rare disease
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and the Very Important Thoughts keeping her awake
Rants, Ramblings, and Regrets
Splendid architecture, the love of your life, an old friend... they can all go drifting by unseen if you're not careful.—Ian Mckellen
or how I came to love the other side of life
......becoming me again
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