

It finally snowed here last week, and D and I had lots of fun walking around and around our block. I'm very glad we don't live in Minnesota or somewhere, but snow more than once every two years doesn't seem like too much to ask, right?
A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket. -Allen Beck