I trust you survived winter. It was pretty hard core around the Great Lakes region. The snow and cold temperatures rivaled the best mother nature threw at us way back in ’39. Why, by golly, that’s when snowbanks were 12 feet high and we had to tunnel to school through them. Bare footed. You know the deal.
Not to dwell on the previous season or festive occasion, but if St. Patrick drove the snakes out of Ireland I know a few groundhogs I’d like him to eradicate.
(*Ed. note: the previous paragraph was a blatant segue to showcase more of these)
Dillon has grown so much in three short months that he is now officially an adult! If anyone messes with his 2-year old sister, Teaghan, you’ll have to deal with him.