With Christmas approaching, Dothan got it's snow on at the annual Winter Fest. A street festival of sorts with Santa as the main event. This is our second year now and we figured out last year that we could sled a lot more if we skip Santa and head straight for the sledding hill. This year the boys even bypassed the marshmallows. It was a little too warm for standing around a fire anyway.
This is how Dothan does snow. You can't see it very well but he's pulling the blocks of ice with those cool old ice hook grabber things. (I'm sure there's a real name for them, but that's what Ben and Alan called them.) We got there just in time to see the proper way to build a sledding hill when there's no snow to be found.
Technically her third winter, but really the first one where she's interested in this white stuff.
Last year our socks were soaked. This year we came prepared for sledding in Alabama...
The sad reality of a "snow day" in Southern Alabama. Ben couldn't stop singing Olaf's song from Frozen, the one about what snowmen do in summer... puddles, Olaf, nothing but puddles.
You've seen more snow in Alabama than we have out here in UT this year. I don't think we'll have a white Christmas. Our sleds are sitting, waiting, idle unfortunately. It looks like you have fun. Marshmallow roasting and sledding does seem like and unlikely combination, however.
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