We have had a lot of snow this year. A couple good storms that came through even had the "old timers" in town saying they were the biggest they could remember. It wouldn't be so bad, except that it hasn't really melted. Every few weeks when we get more of that white stuff from the sky, it only adds to what's already there.
Travis and Kristin aren't too excited about it; we're awfully wimpy about the cold. It's pretty, but that's where the kind adjectives stop. E, however, does seem to love it. He runs to the windows, points and says, "So!" We even pulled a "Christmas Story" and wrapped him up after the first mild storm and he loved tromping through the powder.
(Thanks to Aunt D for the wonderful, warm coat and Aunt M for the hand-made mittens!)
