Monday, January 8, 2018
The lake at the bottom of the hill is frozen. I'm not sure how thick the ice is ... nor do I intend to find out! More than anything, I'm just grateful that I didn't raise my kids in a house so close to water. I'm confident that I could have came up with enough horror stories to scare the girls into staying off the lake, but something tells me my son and his friends would not have been able to resist the temptation. Raising my kids, I worried enough without the threat of drowning in my back yard. I'm not sure my heart could have withstood the additional stress of a body of water so accessible!