I apparently never mentioned the last bit of snow we got, but you'll forgive me as I had other things on my mind. The night I went into labor with Henry, we ended up getting over a foot of snow. Matt was actually down shoveling snow in the driveway (just in case!) when my water broke. I called him from the house and basically told him to put a fire under it with that shoveling. :)

Last night we got another big dump of snow! Brittney came over for dinner right when it started snowing and none of us were paying attention to it until we noticed the 8" of snow on her car when she was leaving. Next time it snows that much, she's staying here instead of driving a slightly treacherous pass in unplowed deep snow! "/

Mom is leaving for the airport later, so we figured we should probably tackle the huge amount of snow in our driveway. I wasn't even sure where the cars were this morning when I looked out the window!

Matt usually tackles the snow removal alone, but since I am no longer massively pregnant and we had someone to watch the baby, I even went out to help. It was well over 18" of snow and we figured it would be a good workout to get it all cleared. Thomas even got dressed for the occasion and directed his parents all around.

As we were out snow-shoveling together, Matt remembered that my dad had given us my grandmother's snow shovel she had from when they lived in the north-east. Obviously a snow shovel has extremely limited use in Texas, so it got put in out shipment of stuff up here without me knowing. We decided to go get it and take a few photos to send to my dad - which is about when my sister decided to join us outside.

She was headed out to go for a run, but decided that snow shoveling was just as good of a workout. Unfortunately for her, the last one to join gets the 50 year old snow shovel! (I actually have no idea how old it is, it made the journey to Texas 30 years ago and I seriously doubt it was new at that point, 50 seems a good a guess as any.)

Three people shoveling certainly made the work go faster, though the fourth person out there was more interested in falling into the piles of snow that we were building up:

It looks like he was having more fun that we were!