Is there really any other way to start a snow day than with raisin toast on the couch and Handy Manny on TV? Oliver doesn't think so.
We ventured outside later in the morning so that Oliver could get some fresh air and I could shovel the driveway. I didn't want Keith to come home on Friday and not be able to get in the garage because there was a pile of snow in the way. It wouldn't be the first time the BMW would be stuck in our own driveway.
Oliver liked exploring in the snow. Shortly after this photo was taken he nose planted right into the snow. Ooo.... that wasn't great, but he eventually came back for more. Ahh.... A photo of my accomplishment. Half of it anyway. The other half was on the other side of the driveway. This made me laugh. Oliver has an entire house to hang out in and he chooses to sit in a teeny tiny corner. Funny kid.