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Winter in Charlotte usually brings a couple of snow storms and this year was no different. The first storm was a mix of rain and snow, followed by arctic temperatures afterwards which resulted in about an inch of ice on the ground covered with a dusting of snow. The perfect glaze made the dramatic hill in our front yard into a perfect sledding hill, and our large cement patio into an ice skating rink. Even before the snow started to stick, Davin was excited about the idea of playing hockey and he was rewarded with the perfect hockey conditions the next day. If you wonder what it is like to take a ride down our hill, check out the video!




The second major storm was the day before Valentine’s Day. We awoke to a beautiful blanket of perfect snow; unfortunately Rowan and I enjoyed the snow from my bedroom because we were too sick to go outside (which seemed to be the story for most of January and February). Davin and Chris made good use of the snow and had a great time sledding down the hill. By the next day, most of the snow was gone, but we were still too sick to go to church. Davin woke up with this stunning rash, and yes those are pictures of him outside eating a cookie (that our sweet neighbor brought by) wearing shorts and a long sleeve t-shirt. For Davin, summertime is a state of mind and not necessarily a season. We had a school event at a Chick-fil-a which happened to have an outdoor playground. Of the kids who were brave enough to endure the chilly temps, they were all bundled nicely in coats and warm clothes. And then there was Davin, wearing a t-shirt and shorts, no coat, and no socks and shoes, and there was no convincing him otherwise. He outplayed the best of them and did not want to go home! Apparently he needs to think about a career in the arctic because he can tolerate extreme temperatures. As a mother, I’m happy spring has arrived and I don’t have to worry as much about Davin losing limbs to frostbite.





It can be really difficult to take pictures of Chris because he isn't a huge fan of having it done, so I have resorted to sneakier methods like using a telephoto lens. In case you are wondering, I still think he is hot!

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