We have a tradition in our house. Apparently, it is an unwritten, and unspoken tradition. The other day we had snow flurries. Just flurries. Nothing stuck. The boys came home from school and asked where the chili was. “What Chili?”, I replied. “Mom, you always make chili on the first day it snows.” […]
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