When you wake up to 4" of snow on a Saturday morning - what else do you do, but make waffles? Bo and Crawford watched Mickey while Con and I slaved away :)

Crawford calls them "puffy" waffles.
I feel accomplished as a chef because Crawford told me he likes my waffles better than "freezer" waffles! Poor thing gets Eggo's 99% of the time.

The pic below cracked me up. The tracks are the paper man's, whom I met at 3:50 am this morning as I was walking back to bed after getting a quick drink. The "night" sky is literally lit up at night because of the street lights reflecting off of the snow. I almost had a heart attack, when I looked out our double doors to look at the "peaceful" snow - and there was a man standing there! Thank you Mr. Paper man for braving the conditions.
Birthday spoiler: Personalized fire badges.
We packed all of our gear and headed to the Rogers for some fun snow time.

This is what it looks like right before you get a shovel of snow dumped on your head!

Kyle and the boys hitting the hill.
I thought Bo was out of his mind when he told me to go with him. I hopped on his back and we went down head first. Wish I had a picture.
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