You know we had been told we were going to experience a blizzard. I felt like I should make a tshirt: I was promised a blizzard and all I got was these lousy 3 inches of ice. So, basic consensus was that we were stuck in the house for the day. We hadn't even seen a plow go by, so w brought out the Legos. The kids and I built condos while Honey put together an amazing vehicle. Boys and their toys, right?
The "off-roading" continued with squeals of joy:
I L.O.V.E this photo:
So we stayed in as planned until the phone rang at 11:30AM. It was a dear friend saying that he and his bride were planning to shovel out and to to Chickfila for lunch; did we want to come. My husband showered, shaved, de-iced the car, and had all kids buckled in by noon. It was a family record, folks.
It was dangerous and ridiculous but fun and needed.
Everything has thawed now (except for that one 8 in. square of snow in our floor bed) and most of what is left behind is mud. Mud and parking places. I am so thankful for parking spaces. The snow plows would push the snow into piles that covered 3 or 4 spaces every five to six spaces. Not completely helpful.
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oh look, there goes a family of ding-dongs!
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