The girls spent the weekend in Lubbock with Gran and Paw-T and came home to 3 inches of snow. After watching Kate and Macy try to roll the bottem third of the their snowman from the kitchen window, I decided to go help. We laughed so hard watching them try to maneuver the huge snow balls. I thought for sure they could use my input and muscle. :) I was a much better snowman builder when I was their age. Why does everything have to get so hard with age? Now I think of snow like I think of dogs. I love to look at it...don't really like to touch it.
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