Living around here, it doesn't snow at our house. But about 15 miles away, it does (lightly, anyway). And about 45 miles away, you're up in the mountains where the real snow flies. Last weekend, there was our first big "winter" storm. Justin begged and begged to drive up to the snow, but he had a little cold and we thought we should wait.
My parents are with us this week, and although the last thing they wanted to do while escaping from the Minnesota winter was drive up to SNOW, they graciously went along with us. Justin had a great time, but of course it wasn't long enough for him. But, it was better than nothing!
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