A couple days ago we got a ton of snow. They cancelled Matthew's school, which gave us the opportunity to go out and play in the afternoon while Owen was asleep. I don't know who enjoyed themselves the most (a toss up between Drew and the dog), but we all had a good time. Drew didn't want to come in at all, even for hot chocolate. He told me he wanted to stay outside and turn into a popsicle. He obviously has a higher tolerance for the cold than the rest of us. It is too bad that the snow was too dry to make tunnels or a snowman, but in Cleveland we may have another chance...