Oct 4, 2009

"Alex"dote: Snow

We stood smoking under the shed to cover ourselves from the snow fall.

"It's snowing!" she gleefully cried, grinning from ear to ear and jumping up and down on the spot.

She stops, "My cheeks hurt!"

I smile, then walk over to the car, gather some snow from the roof into a ball and walk back toward her.

I throw the ball at her, making contact with her chest, and smile again.

"You hit me with a snowball!" she smiles, cutely. "It's snowing!"

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