It's been the mildest winter we can remember. However, after an incredibly warm weekend, it snowed.
Such is life in Minnesota. Thankfully, it's hard to forget how to shovel . . .
. . . and easy to remember what snow is OK to eat, and what snow isn't.
Snow angels always come easily . . .
. . . and the hot chocolate always goes down smooth.
Oh, and when it's Mardi Gras in our house, you can expect a little surprise for breakfast.
After breakfast, the snow was there, calling our name. We had a snowman to make.






