My children have been lamenting their horrid lot in life. They’ve been feeling deprived…poor unfortunate souls. Their cruel parents have forced them to live in a place where it does not snow. How ever would they survive the winter?
We even had some accumulation. On the porch furniture. See it?
Here’s a close up. It’s not sand…it’s snow. I assure you.
As I went through the winter clothes bucket, I found these Lands End boots. They are infant size 6, and Mary is a size 7. It seems pointless to donate them to the local thrift store, don’t you think?
I can’t think of any little girls who live in colder climes. If you or anyone you know needs them, please email me. They are free to a good home.