Well, it finally happened. And lucky for them, it just so happened to be a Saturday. We were headed home from one thing or another when this freak blizzard blew in. It was crazy. That morning was a balmy 55*, and by that afternoon, a white-out within 20 minutes.
As soon as we got home, the kids begged and begged for me to dig out the bin of snow clothes. Can I just say, I must really love my kids and want them to be happy because that darn thing was at the very back of the storage room, and I had to pull out 10 other bins before I found it. Ugh. We finally found clothes to fit everyone (it helped tremendously that Jonah wasn't home, but at a birthday party. Poor Jonah, he missed the snow) and they were off.
I came outside for a minute to throw a carrot down off the deck for his nose. Whoops, and I forgot my shoes. It's okay, I can handle it.... I'm a Utah girl ;)
Poor Magnus was stuck inside with the nice cozy fireplace, and cups of hot cocoa with mom and dad.