So much snow, so little time…I remember snow days always being so much fun as a little kid. I always looked forward to my mom coming into my bedroom and whispering, “No school!” and curling back up under the covers of my day bed… Only not being able to go back to sleep from the anticipation of playing outside in the snow. By 8 o’clock that morning, my brother, my dad and I were all bundled up ready to charge into the fresh powder on the ground.
It’s a little bit different when you have a small babe at home. I saw all the little kids outside having snowball fights, building snowmen and making snow angels. I desperately wanted to go out and romp around in it, too. Heck, I was even jealous that Eric got to go out and shovel the driveway. Meanwhile, Nora and I stood at the front door, feeling the warmth of the fire in our jammies and doing some extra baking for Mr. Wonderful.
The plan was to go over to my folks house for dinner that evening. If you have ever been to my parents place, you know that they have a few acres of land, and with a blanket of uncharted snow on the ground, it was just itching to be played in. So Grammie and Grandpa watched Nora while Eric and I got to play in the snow. I won’t lie…it was awesome.

It made me so excited to think about next year when Nora is big enough to play outside. I hope that she grows up having fond memories of midwest winters like I do.
We also had some new milstones that we met in the Eberspacher house during the big snow this past week.