Once the snow finally stopped, it was time to start digging our way out. It took me all day to shovel our driveway, doing it in small bursts, and I never did finish. To top off our shoveling trauma, I left the kids' snow pants in Colorado with Daddy, because clearly that makes sense. Good times.
Dale did a great job being my little helper. He spent the whole time we were outside attempting to shovel snow off the driveway, because he wanted to be helpful. He's such a good kid.
Rose, on the other hand, spent all her time climbing the mountains of snow surrounding the driveway.
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