Two items this morning:
First, we have the obligatory post-Christmas “unwrapping carnage” picture every parent is legally required to inflict on the rest of the world.
Santa stopped by, ate all the expensive imported gingerbread cookies, drank the spiked egg nog, and left a bunch of loot. The big hit this year were the bed tents for the kids.
Next item: the view from our kitchen window as of ten minutes ago.
Mind you, that’s after the plow guy came through at 2am and cleaned our driveway. The wind is blowing at 30mph out there, and the snow is sort of blowing horizontally. Now I get to fire up Mr. Snowblower and put the auger to Gaia, so Robin can make the ill-advised trek into work against my explicit advice. (And believe me, I was explicit.)
On the bright side, we still have power and Internets, and the kids have a lot of snow to play in this afternoon. I’m thinking we’ll make a life-sized Snow Cthulhu, towering over nearby Enfield proper.