Same walk, different city. We marched once again this year, in memory of Jackson and to celebrate the lives of Finn, Sophia and Emmett. After all of the sickness this winter, and after hearing from a dear friend today whose mom passed away this morning, this walk is always a good reminder that life is short. Our experience over the past six years has of course left an impression on me and given me a perspective on life that I'm eternally grateful for. Sometimes the days are hard...someone is almost always whining, or fighting, or complaining about what socks they want to wear or what toy they had first...but in the end, it is all so good.
It's been cold and snowy! We got almost a foot of snow on Monday afternoon and the kids had a snow day on Tuesday. They got hours of TV in the morning and then Noah came home and we all went sledding. The hill by our house was absolutely packed with kids. We had so much fun. Emmett cried and cried, saying "brrrr" until I threw him on a sled with me and flew down the hill. He cried the first time, and then loved it after that. Sophia and Finn were both so brave. Noah build them a jump and they both flew over it on the sleds over and over again. Finn loves to shovel the sidewalk. Noah snowboarded a couple days over the weekend so Finn was the man of the house - shoveling so Sophia doesn't have to even walk on the snow. Ha! Sledding! I went to a fun wine tasting party with other Teller moms on Saturday night. This was the welcome to the party. Story time! Oh Emmett.
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