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.
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| The weekend before Christmas we head to Williams and the Polar Express. Here, my son accept hot, hot, hot chocolate |
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| We've arrived at the North Pole. No, I didn't allow my son to disconnect our car from the rest of the train |
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| Here's Santa discussing Naughty and Nice with my son |
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| 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 |
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| In Phoenix, we went to the best Christmas house in town. Nope, not ours. Isn't it cool! |
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| 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. |
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| Back home, I remember that besides falling in love with a handsome man, I fell in love with a plumber! This is Christmas Eve. |
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| 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.
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