It was the worst (or some could say the best!) snow storm that Portland had seen in at least 30 years. For almost 2 weeks, we had snow and ice, then more snow, then more ice... I can't say that I ever really tired of it, though it was tough to not be able to sled and play in it. We took Spencer out a few times for short periods of time and he didn't seem to mind a cold nose or snowflakes on his eyelashes. Aside from being homebound for a few days and not being able to finish some of my Christmas shopping, it was beautiful. I woke up every night (sometimes two or three times) to nurse Spencer and I would look outside and see it was still snowing and other than being worried about if our family would make it in for the holidays, I was happy to see the snowflakes falling in the streetlights. What an amazing first snow for Master Spencer!
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