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The day after Thanksgiving Kori and I were sitting around after stuffing our faces when we thought we heard cars on a wet street. We jumped up and found it had snowed a couple of inches while we weren’t paying attention. All snow is awesome, but Surprise! Snow! the magical kind of awesome. These are from the next day – there was more snow, but I’m a bit of a sloth in the mornings.

This is looking to the right from our front porch.

Looking to the left from the same spot.

And, really, would it be anything like me to go a long time without posting anything, use photos as content, and NOT use my kid? Exactly.

Usually I am not a fan of messy baby faces, he was having so much fun and we were tired of trying to get him to eat. This was before we threw our hands up for good and decided to not worry about how much he eats and instead let him decide for himself.

The weekend before Thanksgiving David decided on a whim – literally as we were walking into the house carrying groceries – that it was time to do some fall clean up! Nathan decided it was time to play with rocks.

"And I gots this here rock." For the record? That look? Totally his personality - "What can I get away with now?"

Nathan has a new trick! He likes to push his step-stool around the kitchen and climb up to the counter to “help.” It should be noted he has branched out the step-stool pushing to climb up and turn light switches on and off all day. We live in a strobe light now. Be sure to notice the sunscreen on the counter. That would be the evening we got the surprise snow.

"Helping" Grandpa Bob make corn and crab chowder.

Claire is Nathan’s lil’Mommy. Or girlfriend. I can’t figure out which is true. I do know they follow each other around and hug all the time. Alas, he only knows how to say her sister Ella’s name. He sees Claire and runs at her full steam to hug her while yelling “Ella! Ella!” It’s freaking adorable.

I am pretty sure he is telling her about the fairies that live in the Christmas mansion and I am pretty sure she isn't buying it.

"What? I KNOW I am not supposed to touch and guess what? I am NOT touching, ok?"

I really need to pull out the books and figure out how to get truer colors in low lights. You’d never know it from this shot, but the living room is a lovely shade of olive green.

An idea of what our home looks like for the holidays.