The most hilarious thing is the kids' pitiful search for a sled. See what Laurel is carrying in the photo below? That's the remaining quarter of the sled we brought with us from Iowa, nine years ago.
Duncan is having great luck with a box he found under his bed. They also tried cardboard, Rubbermaid container tops, a cookie sheet, and a recycling bin. And yes, I tried to buy them a real sled, but everyone said, "We don't have none, honey, and we won't be gettin' no more in."
Look at these faces. They don't need real sleds.
Looks like we'll be back up in the 50s or 60s by the weekend, and I can't say that I mind, but these few days of snow sure have been fun.