It has been snowing nonstop since yesterday. This morning my doorbell rang and I thought "who is driving in this storm and why are they at my door?" It was three teeneagers donned in full snow gear, shovels and Camelbacks full of water. They were going house-to-house offering to shovel driveways (I am sure a decent tip was expected). I didn't use their services since T loves to shovel the driveway (really he does) and I don't have to pay him. But note to self when T gets older this would be a great job for him!
I guess today I better dust off the emergency crafts, puzzles I have hid and maybe the playdough (gasp I hate playdough but I am desperate) so I can find a way to keep these kids from killing each other.
