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A white post-Christmas...

Last night we were hot, so we opened our bedroom window. Our window stayed wide open all night long and we woke up to snow this morning. And a wee bit of frostbite.

Our doggie Cassie loved it this morning when I took her out for a romp.

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We offered to drive Stephanie to work this morning, but she declined. I think there is some sort of Teenage stigma attached to having mummy and daddy drive you to work. Here she is carefully walking in her high heels.

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And look! We didn't catch Bigfoot on camera, but something nearly as hard to find. The elusive Teenage Smile! Yes, it is real and not just an urban legend.

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And now I think I'll crawl back under the covers.

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  1. Cherrypie12:04 PM

    Rare footage indeed, Pamela.

    Happy holidays to you and yours x

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  2. Unknown2:22 PM

    Thanks Cherrypie! The very same to you!

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  3. Sketchy7:48 AM

    LOL I was wondering why said teenage daughter was missing from your Christmas picture post...I guess it all makes sense now. Enjoy your snow, and keep it over there if you don't mind. I'm enjoying my relatively snowfree winter over here.

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  4. Dave2:13 PM

    Looks just like Finland!

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  5. Dave12:18 AM

    You will be there by Saturday, by the way.

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  6. Zig5:39 AM

    and you can't quite see her teeth are gritted either! Well Done!

    Teenagers are suuuuch fun - my love and sympathy to you!

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  7. Anonymous4:34 PM

    FN here...
    did you have to get the blowdryer and melt the window before you could shut it? because although that has NEVER HAPPENED to me it seems like you might have to. because of the snow. yeah.
    your christmas pix are so wonderful! and dang, what a spread!! IMPRESSED!

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