We settling in on Friday night and waited for this blizzard to hit. There was a ban on driving (something I've never experienced before), so it was a very quiet night with just the snow falling and an occasional parade of plows.
By Saturday morning there were mountains of snow and lots of neighbors busy shoveling out cars and clearing sidewalks. James was giddy (he really loves extreme winter weather) and couldn't wait to drag Little Smith out there. It was so windy at first that our little guy struggled just to stand up, the drifts were many feet higher than his head!
My boys spent most of the day outside, shoveling and playing and sledding. I ran out to snap a few photos every once in a while and then ran back in to let my hands thaw (I wish I could figure out how to use a camera with gloves!).
Sunday was all blue skies and thirty degree temperatures (we think that's warm), so we bundled up and walked to the store, squeezing between mountains of snow on narrow sidewalks and avoiding the lakes of slush- the worst part of snow is that slush!
I am still rooting for an early spring, but this storm was actually some great winter fun. I think we've finally had a breakthrough in raising our little snow lover too, he's switched from 'no outside mama' to 'me go outside-cooold'... that's some kind of victory!