Can you believe it? Here in Temple! The soccer ball was practically buried. I know, you Northeasterners are laughing, but that a LOT of snow to a Texan!!
I couldn't get Logan to go outside in it. No way. No how.
Myra took about 2 steps into the cold stuff, and retreated back to the porch, small snowball in hand.
Eventually, she figured out what snow was for. Eating, of course!
Then we went inside and had...popsicles! My kids...
By the evening it was pretty much half melted, and completely gone the following day. That's how I like my snow - gone!