On our way to tennis on Sunday, with ice pellets falling from the sky:
J: Mom, it feels like those little candies... you know...
Me: Do you mean pop rocks?
J: Yah, that's it!
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On our way to tennis on Monday, with light freezing drizzle falling from the sky:
Me: In just a few months, we'll be back on these courts, hitting tennis balls outside again.
i really love this picture.
Posted by: QuiltNut Creations | December 22, 2012 at 03:07 AM