Let it snow...

Family keeps calling and (kinda gleefully) asking if we're freezing...  Is there a bit of snow?  Hehe.  Vewy Funny.

The city has been (surprisingly) slow to recover (we've been here for a number of blizzards, but this one takes the cake on rebound time).  Which, since we've been really, horribly, terribly busy totally chill-axing, has worked out just fine :)

The snow didn't pack at all.   You step, you sink.  And yup, that drift? Its a car.  Here, Alicia is saving Phoenix, sunk up to his arse.

We started a gut recovery program for P and E and their food allergies (I'm on it too, all for one and one for yadi yadi).  The Little Man's system is having some serious die-off issues, so we haven't made it back out since the first day, post blizzard.  But that day was a bucket of fun!  Made even more blissful by Aunt Alicia's school-break availability (and her child-lovin' awesome spirit;)

 Snow and sand, the sorta stuff that just begs for a great leap....

 Do you see the wonderful woman, on her knees, in the freezing snow?  Yah,  that's why the kid absolutely adores his Aunt.  She's a rock star.

So, he climbed, he sank, he tossed snowballs (with his trustee, Grams given snowball maker that he had lusted after for an entire year and could not wait for the snow to start so that he could use. So supremely happy was he with his little red bit of plastic that I've had neighbors approaching me this week, telling tales of his glee the night of the blizzard :)  He buried his Aunt, slid down tiny hills, slid down bigger mounds (but all just drifts by the side of the road, giving me flashbacks to my pregnancy and that little boy, with his piece of cardboard, sliding down a dirty snow mound between cars on Grand Street.  I swore my child would have pastures and ditches to sled.... umm... erm.... Well, he had fun anyway!!!)