One of our favorite celebrations to welcome Spring is the consumption of the first popsicles of the season. After several afternoons that required short sleeves, we unanimously declared that it was time: bring on the popsicles! We dug around in the freezer and, at the very back, found a few ice encrusted, sad, little popsicles. They would do just fine! Mama grabbed the camera, O gathered up the pops and we headed out to the porch...only to be hit by gale force, chilly winds. We were not to be discouraged though! No way! We dashed back in for coats and pushed through the chill.
Poor Jones's eyes are watering from the freezing cold wind, but he's happy! He licked up every bit of his pop!
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