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| Wow! Look at all this snow! Look, Mama; I'm walking in the snow! |
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| Geez, why does this snow make it so hard to walk anywhere?? |
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| Sonja is running in this? Well, if she's going to run... |
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| ...then I'd better try too! |
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| Oof. That's like, hard. This stuff is slippy. And I'm wearing a snow suit. |
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| Alright, kicking Jett's ball; this is more my speed. |
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| Darn it... I can't pick it up with these mittens on. |
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| No, ball! Wrong direction! |
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| Alright. Now I'll kick it. You ready, Jett? |
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| Did you see that kick? I'm awesome! |
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| Ok, let's go up to the park. Onward! |
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| Wait up! |
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| Mama, can you please wipe the snow off my boots? No, I'm serious. |
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| Sonja, you have snow in your boots too? Is your snow as cold as mine? Because mine is super cold... |
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| Wait, I might be slipping. Yes, I'm definitely slipping... |
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| Nope, I'm OK. Phew. That was close. Alright Mama, we're freezing. Time to go home. |
Our big excursion on Thursday. We were in the park a total of ten minutes before the girls wanted to go home. Jett was deeply disappointed.
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