There's never a dull moment when we are with our Northern friends, the Roes'.
One of the last times we saw them, we had to wait out a thunderstorm
in a random boathouse along the St. Lawrence.
This time we slipped and slid our way down the hill to visit them
in the first winter snow for Central NY.
The little boys are adorable.
Just like brothers and long lost friends.
The big boys are both wonderful daddies,
and love to have fun with their little boys.
Successful padded hug.
The next time they attempted this {in boots}, they both ended up on the floor.
Even once Bryson rolled off, Alekzander just laid there unable to move
because he was so bundled up
{thanks to Bryson's winter wardrobe}!
Sledding to meet Bryson's Grandma and Grandpa.
Pure delight!
Going down the hill on their own! So fun.
Loving it!
Irresistible snow-monster.