Just imagine some cheesy music playing as I take you through the last few months all at once. Actually, I haven't been taking that many pics this winter. But, inspired by my cousin Rusty who sent me a letter and mentioned he occassionally checked my blog, I guilted myself into at least throwing these up... not literally, of course.
Great Grandma Rena made it out for a visit from WI in November.
The ice storm.
Snow play.
Grandma Cheryl came from WI with her mom.
Coolest. Plowtruck. Ever.