We had plans of packing up and hitting the road for the ten hour drive home, but we had to put a halt on those plans for a while and play. It was falling from the sky in thick sheets, according to this Floridian. The girls had so much fun until their toes began to freeze. In the short hours it took us to pack and clean, the whole yard was blanketed with white and the trees were decorated with the flakes of beauty. It was a wonderous sight. It made leaving hard. But, we did.
Many miles later, we pulled into our driveway and sighed with relief. Steve being the incredible wonderful man that he is, unloaded the whole car while the girls and I snuggled up in the bed and watched an episode of Survivor. Oh it is good to be home.