Here's what 16 inches looks like at our house!

Can you see the minivan behind the sweet girls huddled on the radiator in the kitchen?  They were snuggled up keeping warm, after I told them stories of my girlhood.

My Grandma had a long warm radiator in her dining room that sat right in front of a large picture window.  I loooooved to sit there, all warm and snug, and alternately watch the goings-on outside, and peek at the happenings in the kitchen through her swinging door.

Ah, the old days.

Now made new again in my little corner of the world!  These two lovelies kept returning to their sweet spot on the radiator, and monitoring the ever-increasing snowfall outside.

We survived the blizzard in high style, with Christmas cookie making a-plenty,  a freezer full of delightfully yummy goods from the cooking group I belong to, games galore and one another.  

Jim was masterful on three different occasions with the snowblower, while I worked the shovel and called it my workout.  Emma Kate stood in her snowsuit, with a scarf wrapped around her entire face so only her eyes peeked out.  While her brothers and sister braved the yard for playtime, EK was fine just watching from the sidewalk with me, and gamely glad to return to the warmth of the house.  Inside, watching it all happen outside.

It was quite a snowfall!  Years, really, since we experienced one this big.  The snowdrifts remind me of how big they were when I was a child.  I remember walking home from school along the ridgetops of the drifts, feeling adventurous and mighty all at once.  It is a bit like driving through tunnels, at least at the corners where it is hard to see around them.

We had a great weekend at home together a.l.l. weekend long.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!