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Back before the series of storms that brought heavy snowfall, hail, and threats of flooding, we had a delightful touch of warm weather. The kids were so excited for this little bit of sunshine, we went to the park, blew bubbles, went on walks, and had a picnic outside. We chose the front lawn because there are about six houses being built across the street from us. Fisher is in heaven with the endless parade of cement mixers, dump trucks, and backhoes. He sits on our corner and watches them regularly.