White Christmas

WOW! That's all I could say when I awoke Sunday morning to this. And the majority of the snow was just starting to fall.

We ended up with 13 inches on the farm and some drifts were as high as 20 inches or more.

These are everywhere around the house and all I can hear in my head is Ralphie's Mom from "A Christmas Story" telling him how dangerous they are. And believe me they are. I had George knock down the ones hanging over the back door.

Little man had a nice Christmas bittersweet today when he found out his great grandmother, Big Grandma passed away at the age of 95. He cried when I told him and then we talked about how much she must be enjoying heaven. This boy will always and forever have my heart.

Miss AnnaBelle wasn't too keen on this amount of snow. She couldn't walk around and when she would fall she couldn't get up so to her it's an inconvenience.