This Christmas, we got the biggest snow in our area ever recorded. If you're not from the South, you just don't understand how big of a deal this is. Year after year we talk about how nice it would be to have snow, to be able to sing about it, to put us in the Christmas spirit, to play in it, and the list goes and goes. Instead of a dusting that I thought we'd get, I woke up, looked out the window and said "Wow" loud enough for Jason to hear me. I was shocked. And thrilled. And utterly happy. We got atleast 3 inches at our house. It was beautiful and it really made for a wonderful Christmas.
Of course, we were blessed with presents and Ella had a wonderful, fun time, but even our family lunches and dinners were nice. I think everyone just seemed happier and more in the Christmas spirit this year. We got a lot of it on film and I'm glad we did. We may not see Christmas Day snowball fights for years to come.
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