They always told us that the worst snowstorms in Oklahoma come in March. They weren't kidding. This one came on the 28th.
It was wet and sticky and gone in a day, but it was still a lot of snow. We plopped Tate down in it, and he tipped over and did a face-plant. Two days later, it was 70+ degrees.
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Nice to see both father and son wearing a hat. You wouldn't want to catch a cold. We miss you. Happy Easter.
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