Snow, snow, snow

It's hard to say how much snow we have seen fall since our arrival back from Spain. Joaquim estimates he and David were shovelling piles of at least 20 cm high off of the porch. It's a good time for snow play, even after dark because the reflection of the moon off the white snow provide enough light for play.

David has a playdate planned for this afternoon which will include sledding, building a snow fort, building a snowman (or snowcat or snowgopogo ...), and a snowball fight. He tried throwing snow at his father with a shovel while his father was shoveling snow off the porch. As you can see from the photo, dumptrucks in our home are not just for shoveling dirt.

As we headed to school yesterday morning, I sent up a prayer for a safe trip to town.

David followed with his prayer. "Thank you Uncle Glen and Uncle Dave for plowing our drive and Pilling's road so we can get to my school.  Amen."

I could reply with a resounding amen myself.