The snow definitely is pretty when it's falling, but I have to admit I'm a little sick of seeing it fall at the moment. We've gotten more snow than I can remember us having in a couple years. I used to love it when it would snow (back in the day when Mark and I had the freedom to hit the slopes), but if I can't get out and enjoy the snow for sport, I'm ready for spring not long after winter has begun. I was hoping that Punxsutawney Phil would come out of his hole today and say that spring was on its way, but it looks like we won't be getting any help from the groundhog.
In this picture, Lyla was doing some watercolor "painting" and decided to paint herself a one-sided mustache instead. 
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