We Minnesotans are tough. We just lived through the fifth-greatest snowstorm on record and the worst December snowstorm in state history. Add the chilly temps (hovering around zero with wind chills dipping way below that), and you've got a recipe for a frigid winter. Brilliant sunlight on Sunday reflected the snow-changed terrain, and much more.
My neighbor's car was buried when the plow passed through:
Instead of driving up to my hometown to help my parents with Christmas decorating (roads were still dicey in a few places), future hubs and I celebrated day two of my goddaughter's second birthday celebration.
Grandma and Grandpa (my aunt and uncle) were also there and gave Rachel a play kitchen for her birthday:
One wall in the basement was devoted to Rachel's artwork:
We ate dinner after Rachel opened her gifts. She really liked the DQ ice cream cake her parents got for her.
I have the best goddaughter in the whole world. Rachel is a sweetheart. :)