I will *not* miss slippery sidewalks, but I will miss snowy views in Rock Creek Park.
A salute to what could be my last snowy run of the season. Or my last snowy run until the next March snowstorm…
Washington, DC. Always winter and never Christmas….
Why, you may ask, are there no photos of the children enjoying the snow? Well, gentle reader, that would be because the 4-year-old, the emotional center of our household, was a sick, tired, miserable sop throughout this miserable, miserable day.
Nevertheless, the snow was beautiful.
E: Why, when we went to May’s party in the woods and we came back from the balloons, there was a PIÑATA?!
M: That was exciting wasn’t it?
E: Why was there a piñata? How did it just appear?
M: Well, I think May’s mommy and daddy brought it for her birthday.
E: Or maybe A WOLF did it!