February 10, Thursday

**S*N*O*W**

I slipped and fell on top of Sam while carrying him. Good thing he is sturdy.
Maybe.

You can tell that Elliott was born in Alabama; she acts like every snow is the first one. She woke up at 5 or 5:30, came to our room and was excited. I got her to lie down with us until 7am. We finally had to wake up Sam who was sleeping in and head on out to play.

She played until her hands were frozen. Daddy was being mean and hit her with a snowball.

I think my linebacker will be just fine.