(just FYI, it is Friday the 13th in case you are superstitious!)
I don't know the totals, but we received a lot of snow! I shoveled two times. The last time I forced the boys out of the house against their will. Duke refused mittens and cried almost continually due to, what do you guess?, Cold Fingers. Yes, his shovel is broken. I did that while working on the snow tunnel. I have another one for him.
Kincaid was a bit happier to be outside, but wanted to go in quite quickly. I made them stay out until I was done with the front and then let them inside. I guess they are just out of practice of being outside with our week of forced house arrest. I had to get out or it could have gotten ugly. Hopefully the roads will be nice tomorrow and we can get to the store!
4 comments:
It looks like we're not even snowed in--a good Friday, perhaps.
Your mom
Anchorage and it's snow made NPR this morn.
K
Poor Kincaid, he still looks like he doesn't feel well. I hope the fresh air perked him up.
We just got home from the beaches in Mexico yesterday - had a great time but missed comments on your blog. The boys do look cold. ttga
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