Well, we left on the 17th for Idaho Falls to spend Christmas with the Buttars'. We wondered if we would have a white Christmas for about a day until it dumped 2 1/2 feet on us. It was beautiful and we loved every second of it. The boys played in the pile while Berk and all the boys shoveled us out of the culdesac. Ryan still stood at the doorway waiting for Trent to carry him. He has always been afraid to walk on the snow and if he touches it or it touches him (aka a snowflake on the nose) he spazs out and screams until we take him inside. It is quite funny actually.
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