more of the white stuff

I wasn't particularly pleased (can't find the snow shovels ANYwhere, which makes sidewalk-clearing difficult) but since I am now old enough to keep up with weather forecasts, at least we realized it was coming.

So we woke up, made some muffins

 Drank some milk

Examined the boy's split lip (he fell over the side of his bunkbed while he was dinking around going to sleep)

 Took my butterfly outside

So that we could build Baby A a snowcave

 And then we played and played and played.