And to finish the week of the freeze?
Dakota stepped in her own dog poop,
then walked it around the house.
Twice.
But our pipe burst and left the hose out
of order.
So...dog spa and mopping on our
hands and knees.
Then?
A stomach bug.
Like an hour later.
Sooooooo thankful for running water
and power. Something that so many
still didn’t have.
Also thankful for all the extra blankets
to replace our bedding...because that was
the scene of the vomit crime.
And then there were two.
(Tate’s random nap that afternoon
made a little more sense at this point.)
The next day was survival mode.
...as another one bites the dust.
Extra thankful for our new (to us) laptop
for comfy schooling when Paige
was up for it.
That cutie still managed to leave sweet notes
for us.
And the kids enjoyed checking on
the snowman through the window.
He was still hanging out at this point.
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