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As I was tucking Jonas into bed tonight, we heard this loud commotion in our backyard, so being the nosy neilsens that we are, we had to see what was going on.  It turns out, it was just the Israeli neighbors and their four boys who had never seen snow before. Jonas couldn't get outside fast enough. Instead of going to bed he stayed up throwing snowballs at kids twice his size and larger.

 

Clearly he had taken a few rounds to the head here and was still going, despite his pajamas being soaked through and his shoes on the wrong feet. I'm secretly hoping that it will all be melted and gone before I wake up. It will all be melted and gone before I wake up. It will all be melted and gone before I wake up...