Once I got out of the front door it was more fun getting stuck in the snow. I caught snowflakes on my tongue while making snow angels.
No one found it necessary to plow during the storm. Some crazy neighbors with big trucks made sure there were two tire tracks to walk in. The snow was so tall!
By Sunday, there were some better paths for walking...
and driving. I could see over the snow much better on Daddy's shoulders. It was a bit icy, but I just thought it was fun when he slipped. He never dropped me. (There were a couple of close calls though.)
Everything got covered again yesterday. We got another ~foot of snow. I didn't get to go out and play though. I got sick. boo!! Daddy is sick too. He's been sleeping all day.