Sunday afternoon was the first time in SIX LONG MONTHS that we were able to take the boys outside to play.

Without winter jackets, gloves and hats, that is.

This last winter, playfully coined “Chiberia”, was the third snowiest winter since they started recording that kind of stuff.

The kids were in heaven. Everyone was running around with a huge grin on their faces. Even Jack forgot that he found playgrounds too young for him…