We got our first real snowfall of the winter today (even though this is really the start of spring. I can't keep track of these crazy seasons anymore.)
Dad made a small snow fort and a big snowman on our lawn. Poor guy couldn't stay standing for long, since the temperature was right at 32 degrees. We didn't even have time to sing Olaf songs with him.
Of course, all that snow meant we had to shovel. And since Dad was too busy making snowmen, I had to get the work done. We have a really, really long driveway.
And Emma? She ... helped. Kinda. When she wasn't trying to start snowball fights.
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