Kirby jumped right back into Midwesterner snow life like we hadn't even had a spring or summer. He was swinging and hollered to let me know that "after swinging in the snow we would have some hot chocolate. He doesn't miss a beat."
Susanna Rose twirled around with her hands outstretched trying to touch each flake as she squealed with delight. I think she's a fan.

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