Some post-blizzard pictures.  Max LOVED the snow.  The crying pictures are because a) he ventured out too far on his own and got stuck, or b) he wanted to be placed on top of a snow mound and needed help.  Mostly, he couldn’t get enough and I had to drag him inside for lunch after several hours.  

We got about 2.5′ of snow.  It took us (well, Ben) all day to dig out the driveway.  They plowed our street well, but that meant extra snow for us to plow about 2′ past our driveway at least 3′ tall!

We have so much to be grateful for, though I am not a fan of the snow.  We never lost power, we had enough butter for cookies, waffles, AND chicken pot pie, and a kind neighbor dropped off a brand new snow bib, snow boots, and mittens for Max to wear.  I will truly miss the community here (but not the snow).