I shoveled the driveway yesterday. Three times.
But it's the only way to exercise in the winter so actually I don't really mind.
The other day, though, we got nine inches. I measured. And nine inches on a surprisingly wide driveway...and with a three-year-old "helping" with his own shovel....it was going to take me forever.
Until a friendly neighbor stopped by.
Yeah, I love my neighborhood. And I love seasons.
That doesn't mean that I don't sometimes wish I was at the park in January in Texas with my friends....
But you can't build snowmen in Texas.