A journal of moving forward but,never forgetting the past.
That looks like a lot of work. When I lived in north Idaho, as a little girl, we had winter and snow like that - they do not seem to get that much any more. So happy your grandson was able to enjoy the moment - look at that precious smile!
I love the look on a child's eyes when they see snow coming down from the sky. What must they be thinking.
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