Now, that was the kind of snowstorm I like. Quiet, warm and well lit. We picked up about 8 inches - just enough to cover up all the ugly stuff and to postpone my daughter's cheerleading competition. Oops, a good mother's not supposed to be happy about stuff like that, right? Well, today's the makeup anyway - and I'll cheer extra loud to make up for it. Yesterday was the perfect day to scratch away another letter of the alphabet. T is for Tiger, finally! says my patient little friend Teagan.
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