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Adam, with his mom and brothers, came over to play in our Lakeville snowbanks, and discovered that all the residential snowbanks in the county are about the same size ( 4-to 5 feet) this year







Adam, 3, with Spidermatt

Mizmoor loves her 3 boys, and knows how to get down on their level to build snowforts, shovel snow, and layout an olympic speedskating oval in the garage. Way to go Mom!




MizMoor with her 3 sons, Matt, Adam, and Ben Everybody's looking forward to the promised visit to DQ in a few minutes. ptc papa, too.






Here, with Adam and Matt




Ben, 9, on Mt Blanc



Ben, 9, on Mt Smith




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Hilary said…
Fun post from a fun day! All that snow practically seems like a distant memory now!
March 17, 2010 at 10:46 PM
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