We didn't have to drive 20 miles for Noah to play in the snow yesterday. The snow came to us last night in a freak and unpredicted storm. This car wasn't going to San Francisco today.
The first order of business was to get the driveway plowed. What more could a four-year old boy ask for?
Papa shoveled snow all morning and Noah itched to shovel snow too. At first he pushed snow from the deck with this gloves.
He needed a shovel and he got one. He spent the next house cheerfully shoveling snow. With some direction, he cleared about 2" from the back deck.
I don't look that cheerful when I shovel snow. After more than two hours, we managed to get him back in the house to dry out his clothes. As soon as they were dry, he was ready to go back out.
There was so much snow, so so much snow. They got in one last sled run. Buster has never seen sledding before.
This is shoveling first thing this morning and it continued to snow all day. Noah got his first snow experience in spades.
Where's the mojo?
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