A family in the neighborhood came by pulling a sled with their riding lawnmower. The boys thought that was one of the coolest things they'd ever seen and made friends with them right away. That's Brigham in the front and Hunter in the middle.
After warm showers (Hunter's pants had sheets of ice on the legs) and cozy jammies, the boys capped of their perfect winter day making a gingerbread house. I made a mild attempt to contribute, but Hunter shooed me from the room. I wasn't upset.