Just a LITTLE snow. Somewhere in the 18-22 inch range!

I finally ventured out today, as I wasn't interested in going out yesterday during the snow fall. Michael finally enjoyed the snow, after years of not liking it. Kate was not a big fan of the cold, wet stuff (which matches my sentiments!).

Jon is a native Chicagoan, so shoveling snow is something with which he is quite familiar.

Michael, all bundled up!

Kate wanted to go out in it, but I think she more enjoyed the IDEA of snow, than the actual cold wetness of it.

We attempted snow angels. I just ended up with snow down my back and in my pants. Then I was cold and grumpy.

Daddy had a tough task of shoveling. He's a good man!

And don't worry- He had Michael to help him.

Daddy's work truck, covered in snow.

Somewhere under there is our van.

Kate lasted a few minutes before her "gwoves" got wet and her hands were cold. She was not loving the snow. I remember Michael cried when we took him out in the snow about this age, too.

Kate didn't want to stay outside in the snow, but she desperately wanted her Daddy. So after a few snuggles, I brought her in. She perked up after he hands thawed out.
PS That is one handsome man I'm married to! Our 7th anniversary is next week, and I'm often reminded how blessed I am to have him!

This was the side porch, with a huge drift. Good thing we don't have plans to grill tonight.