If you look in my freezer on a snow day, you might find this.

Can you tell we don’t get snow like this very often?

We got another dump of it the night of Elsa’s birthday, as we were heading out for the evening. I really had to wonder what the roads were going to be like when it was time to head home from town. We were pretty much the only ones on the road at 12:30am when we were on our way home from the movies.

I actually had a whole long post, complete with lots of photos of Elsa over the years, all done and ready to post the other day, only to hit “toggle full screen” and it all went *POOF*.

Arg…

I hate when that happens. It’s a total blog kill. Takes away my joy of writing for a few days.

Figured I’d better hop back onto the bloggy wagon before I never write again.

I still can’t believe my little “doll-baby” girl…

…with the soft curls upon her head…

…is now a teenager.

It seems unbelievable.

But unfortunately…

…totally undeniable…

Yet, I can’t help but think…

That no matter what. No matter how old she gets, or how tall, or how much she changes,
she’ll always be my happy, grumpy, goofy, moody, crazy, spunky, and dramatically curious,
not-so-little-anymore, girl…

And above ALL else,
I have NO doubt what so ever, that Elsa will always be…

…uniquely Elsa.