
At the end of a hard day of shoveling snow, Maren and I relaxed with our new kids.



We expect those kids to be gone by the end of next week. But for now, we love them. Tomorrow, we'll love them on a salad.
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2 comments:
If they're naughty do you spank them?
Like you were hard at work shoveling that little dusting. While your old home, Marquette was snowed under with 30 inches.
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