48 hours ago it was almost 60 degrees and we were out in the driveway flirting with the idea of playing zim zam with our jackets off. 48 hours and 5+ inches of snow later. Tock came home from work and immediately started shoveling–I was going to do it for him, but I decided not to because I know how much he likes to do it. I thought that was really nice of me. With each mound of snow he shoveled, Lila would dare him to throw it at her. Guess where this pile landed?