Happy Thanksgiving!

The favorite father and little cricket went outside to plow snow this morning. 5 minutes later they both came walking home.

Assuming a likely reason, the youngest child put on her snow pants, grabed a shovel and headed out. but returned 2 minutes later for the camera grinning from ear to ear...

.

.

.

You may not believe it but this doesn't happen everyday at the happy place

.

.

.

.
explaining how this could happen can only be done in the favorite father's own eloquent words, "I don't know how this happened"

.

.

^

This is the silly sisters new favorite tool
.
.
.
Thats what the newsy news staff call's Initiation for the new plow truck

Love

That's right, it’s the forever feared four letter word being spoken, in all seriousness, for the first time on our blog! Now prepare yourselves for something most shocking.

Both the middle child and the youngest child now know what it is like to experience love at first sight! That is right, we said BOTH.

Unfortunately, they fell head over stinky feet at the same exact time and woefully for the same exact eye candy while gallivanting in Texas.

You won’t wonder when we show you why…

.
.
.
.
.
.
.
..
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.

.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.

.
.

Please pardon the drool on this post, we seem unable to help ourselves...

So sorry

To all who have been waiting for newsy news. Maybe tomorrow we will have some news!