Last night it snowed. Lots and lots of snow. And of course, having spent far too long away from the land of ice and snow, it didn't actually occur to me to go out and dig snow before bed, so that there would be less to dig out in the morning... As a result, this is what my poor car looked like this morning:
Except, once the boys saw how much snow was actually there, they promptly went on strike!
It's not fair, they argued, that they should have to dig out snow that's deeper than they are tall! They demonstrated by jumping into the snow behind the car.
I think I'm now justified in quitting work early this afternoon, and going back to knitting Christmas stockings!
PS: I'm working on a craft (which you will see soon) that has left me with a large pile of brown felted yarn scraps.
Any suggestions on a Christmas craft that I could do with my 3.5 and 1.5 year-old nephews that might put these to good use? :)