snow.

So, last Friday night we made the two-hour drive to Helen, spent a total of eighteen hours exploring the little town, and then made the spontaneous decision to drive home so that we could play in this:

The whole week before we left, the weatherman predicted a few inches of snow to fall during our weekend in north Georgia, but what he really meant was that the snow would skip over us and fall on our home in Greenville. After already slipping into a depression about our lack of fun in Helen coupled with the thought of missing out on snow, we packed our bags and headed home a day early. If you don't know much about the Bargerons, let me tell you this: we love snow. So, of course, we came home to throw snowballs at each other, build a snowman, and eat it right out of our hands. Praise the Lord for the blizzard of 2013!