This is how I will forever remember January 2011. Every three to five days brought a "plowable amount" of snow (yes this is an official meterologist term). Our kids would line up at the window to watch Ryan plow the driveway, again and again and again. James in nothing but his diaper (he really won't wear clothes in the house) and Elsa wanting to follow in the footsteps of her big brother, lighting up everytime Daddy waves to her.
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