Snow Days

So this year's snowstorm hit while I was at work, of course...I was one of the lucky few who actually made it home from the hospital though. Rafal worked from home the next day and here is the fruit of his (and Tavish's) labors...

His name is Frosty of course...every snowman is named Frosty ever since we were sick in November and Tavish got to watch his Frosty the Snowman movie at least five hundred times.



Dump trucks can dump snow, right?

Everyone has to pitch in and shovel at our house...well except mom.

But mom did take Tavish for a sled ride! He just fits in his sled Grandpa Joe got him for the snowpocalypse last year...