I must be getting old.
And I'm OK with it.
Really.
I'm perfectly content to bundle the kids up and let them happily play out in the snow.
Without me.
I gave my blessings and concerns about trying to sled down the gravel driveway with only half an inch of snow.
Good luck to them.
Without me.
I'm perfectly content to get a hot mug of coffee and sit by the window and watch it snow.
From inside my warm house.
Sometimes, it's actually easier to be old....
Sometimes....
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