We woke up to about six inches of freshly fallen snow this morning. After a nice warm breakfast, I bundled up and went out to clear the truck (too bad it doesn’t fit in the garage!) and plow the driveway.
Once those chores were done, I was able to head back out for the fun part — playing in the snow with my son. It takes forever to get him all bundled up. So many layers. He comes out looking like the Michelin Man.
We couldn’t stay out long because he got cold, but we had plenty of fun before having to come back in. Days like this almost make me wish we lived further north where big storms weren’t a once-a-year thing. Almost.
This post was published on February 9th, 2017 by Robert James Reese.