PLaying in the last of the snow..

The shrill shrieks from outside heralds the kids playing in what is the last of the snow.

I'm not sure if the shrieks are those of laughter or pain, or anger, or a mixture of all three, but seeing as it's a healthy pursuit, and also means they aren't watching TV, I'm not going to interfere.
I'm just thrilled they are getting rid of excess energy and having what I hope is a great time, and thus a great childhood.

These are the memories we all look back on with fondness when we are bigger, and grumpier, and tired - er. But it;s been a fabulous 2 days of snow and fun - and we didn't even have to travel anywhere to get it!