Now that the ice is a distant memory, I can really appreciate how beautiful it all was. If it just wasn't so dang dangerous. Here are some pictures from the good camera....
| We woke up that first morning to this crepe myrtle completely weighted down by ice. It usually stands so tall. |
| I love all these hundreds of little icicles. |
| Branches facing downward from the weight of it all. |
| My Dad put out bird seed since there was nothing else for them to eat. |
| Lots of wrestling. Walker gets the biggest kick out of Grayson throwing him around ;) |
| "Tickle, tickle, tickle!" - Grayson |
| Walker loves to jump! Just like Grayson used to :) |
| Well, he still loves to ;) We were so bored, Mimi and Pop even let them jump on the bed! Mimi would say, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed!" |
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