The Conrad Family: Our first snow...

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Our first snow...

This is why I love Wyoming in the winter! What is not to love...frigid temperatures, gobs of snow, and hurricane wind! Doesn't this make you want to live here too???

2 comments:

Lindsey said...: Wow!! So early! I do have to say I prefer rain over snow :) Stay warm!; October 25, 2009 at 7:39 PM
Jamie said...: Oh my! I hate the snow, well driving in it and being cold, you know all the good stuff! You're back yard is ginormous!! I'm jealous!

Asher is so cute. My little Parker will dive in the tub fully clothed after his bath! Boys are funny, full of it, but funny!; October 25, 2009 at 8:01 PM

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