Yup, that's right. I haven't shoveled snow in a decade. And, my family literally gets in hubby's car and drives for an hour just to play in snow. Then, when we get cold, it's back in the car and return to T-shirt and jeans weather.
That doesn't mean we don't appreciate the ambiance of the season.
|The weekend before Christmas we head to Williams and the Polar Express.|
Here, my son accept hot, hot, hot chocolate
|We've arrived at the North Pole.|
No, I didn't allow my son to disconnect our car from the rest of the train
|Here's Santa discussing Naughty and Nice with my son|
|The next day, once we got off the train and slept|
we headed to Jerome, Arizona, explored back roads
We found a cool bridge over a stream
|In Phoenix, we went to the best Christmas house in town.|
Nope, not ours. Isn't it cool!
|This is my favorite.|
And, yes, my 11-year-old often asks me if there's still a Santa Clause.
As for me, I still hear the bell.
|Back home, I remember that besides falling in love with a handsome man,|
I fell in love with a plumber!
This is Christmas Eve.
|This is today.|
Me? I'm thinking new patio!
Hubby is thinking that the broken cement look is workable.
Note that he is wearing a long sleeve shirt because Baby, it's cold outside.
Pamela Tracy writes for both Love Inspired and Heartwarming. Her next release is Holding Out for a Hero, an April 2016 release.