2/13/12 Snow Day

Woke up this morning to a world covered in white. It doesn't help that I have to work. The kids get all bundled up and head out at the first opportunity. I follow shortly after to get a few things done before I head to work, car cleaned off and warmed up, tanks dumped. I walk back to the door and Max is standing by the picnic table, hat off, hood back with a hand full of snow. He looked up at me with his rosy cheeks and said, "Daddy, snow tastes great!" Michael spoke up from a few feet away, "And I agree with him." Now I go to work.