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Snowy and Icy Winter Fun in Minneapolis

 

We had yet again another big snowstorm here. I love the snow, but after dealing with our car constantly getting stuck I'm over driving.

I think you just need to bite the bullet and get a fat bike for the work commute.

The snow was perfect for a snowman.


The kids love the slide and fort half of our new-to-us playset in winter.




Apparently jumping off a slide and into fluffy snow is pretty fun.

At least until you take a hard fall.

Meadow the medic had to come to the rescue. 

I walk the kids to school nearly every morning and one house made this massive snowman in their front yard.

To beat the risk of getting our car stuck again, we walked to the ice rink to go ice skating. 

You could way we got a lot of snow. 15" or so in this round.

Our Kitchen was looking magical decked out in the snow.

We need to go back again for breakfast. 

Despite the low temps, there were a few others skating when we arrived. 

Minneapolis' many ice rinks has to be one of the best aspects of living in the bigger of the Twin Cities.


Theo even ditched the trainer quickly. He just suddenly figured out how to skate.

I feel like he's done this for at least two years in a row. 

Then we walked back through our old hood to our new one.

One of my goals this year is to get at least 20 days a month of 10,000 steps in. Since we are avoiding driving, I shouldn't have a problem. 


We were having our next door neighbors over for dinner this time. Meadow made a chocolate Bundt cake. Always shake the pan around before turning over. If you don't hear it thumping around, it will break apart when you turn it out. 

The rest of the night was spent cleaning up and prepping the pizza.



After Scott and my dad repaired this overhang last spring, it makes me nervous to see these giant icicles. Some are almost 6 feet long!

Our neighbor to the north has an almost identical house and his ice dam is even worse. I'm not sure if I can technically call it an ice dam since it's not coming back toward the soffits.

The next morning Theo and I built one of the two toy construction vehicle kits he got from Dennis and Katrina.

These days Theo goes to get himself a snack. This time when he gets to the fridge he casually says, "I'm going to go in the fridge now".

Silly dude.

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