Last night we received (some of us, with open arms) a very large snow storm.
With a very large amount of snow. About 12 inches to be exact.
So, naturally Erick and I decided it was a good time to go grocery shopping.
Because that's just what you do in Michigan. You shovel during the snowstorm. You drive during it.
It's a Michigan right of passage in a way.
And there is nothing more magical than waking up the morning after a snow storm, with the sun shining, and beholding everything covered in white. All glistening. All fluffy. It just begs to be played in.
So, from us and our large amounts of marshmallow like substance:
happy happy weekend friends!