Um...yes. You may notice that there is a small puppy in the picture. We are weak.
The kids make a snowman.
"Handsome Bob" in all his bristle-headed, armless, toothy glory.
Abigail catching snowflakes.
Mae offers me a snow waffle. But I know better...it came off my boot.
Our little teeny sledding hill. But the snow was heavy and wet, so not much good for sledding.
Did I mention the snow was heavy and wet? The trees thought so too. This giant oak took out ten sections of fence. Poor Mark. He had to go out and buy a chainsaw.
The tree fell across my parents' driveway. We hope to have much of it cleaned up before they RETURN FROM HAWAII.
And take Mark and I out to dinner ;-)
Today, it is 65 degrees, and HE is a white blob in our yard.
You might say it's a circle of life thing.