We've been trapped here for days. I've not seen civilization since I don't know when. Okay, we could have gotten out of the house today, but, admittedly, I was too lazy to get myself and Nick all bundled up. Scott and I let Nick play in the "snow" yesterday for a bit, and it took longer to dress him than the time he spent outside. He did enjoy his brief escape from confinement, running around like a mad man in the back yard. Nothing like playing on a huge sheet of ice with a dusting of snow. Our final total is 2 inches of ice. I won't wax poetic about the ice. I'm done w/ it, ready for it to be gone. If I'm gonna be trapped by a winter storm, there needs to be snow. Lots of it. Laura Ingalls, Little House on the Prairie style snow.
Here are some pictures during our confinement...
Not sure why, but he's obssessed w/ looking glasses. That's what he calls them.

Made a get well rainbow for his Magi, who's feeling under the weather. Hope you feel better soon!
Don't you just want to eat him up?!
Bundled up like Randy on a Christmas Story