to Grandma's (and Grandpa's) house we go
Daddy knows the way, to make the snow spray
Through bright and drifting snow, oh-
Over the river and through the woods
Oh how the wind doth blow
It stings the toes
and bites the nose,
so into the house we go.
Same song, second verse. A little more rhyming for what it's worth...
For 30 plus years and many more to come
a family tradition lives
The kids know the way
to make sprinkles stay
they wouldn't have it any other way - a.
Thirty plus years with many more to come
watching the kids have fun.
They work so hard
they need to rest
Until into his mouth it goes.
Daddy knows the way, to make the snow spray
Through bright and drifting snow, oh-
Over the river and through the woods
Oh how the wind doth blow
It stings the toes
and bites the nose,
so into the house we go.
Same song, second verse. A little more rhyming for what it's worth...
For 30 plus years and many more to come
a family tradition lives
The kids know the way
to make sprinkles stay
they wouldn't have it any other way - a.
Thirty plus years with many more to come
watching the kids have fun.
They work so hard
they need to rest
Until into his mouth it goes.
you're so funny! reminds me of MckMama's post from last night! The snow storm must be inspiring you both over in your neck of the woods!
ReplyDeleteOooh and what a delicious tradition that looks like!
ReplyDeletethat was so fun to read.... we just did cookies tonight. so much fun!
ReplyDeletebritt
I had so much fun watching both young and old decorate the cookies. I was amazed at how original they got with their cookies. Sugar cookies are my least favorite to make but watching the kids decorate them is priceless. Brady, our vacuum cleaner dog, had a ball cleaning up the sprinkles off the floor when you left. See you next year at the same time of year!!!!!
ReplyDeleteSo cute, and such great pictures. Especially the one with sisterbear supporting her chin.
ReplyDeleteLooks like a yummy tradition!!
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