Many, many years ago we (mostly Uncle Ramon) discovered that you could jump off Grandma's garage roof after a heavy snowfall. We would pile up snow under the overhang, and then climb up a ladder and jump off. We've been doing this for years and it might have happened for the first time following the Halloween blizzard of 1991 (note to cousins -- does this sound right to you?). At any rate, it's been a long time since we've had enough snow to safely jump off the garage ... until NOW!!
At some point on Christmas Day I noticed Uncle Ramon getting the girls into their snow pants and coats and was delighted that someone was taking my children out to play. After all, I was still delirious from getting up before 4AM. And then the children were up on the roof.
And then they were jumping.
And then they roared with laughter and squealed with delight.
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