We woke up to an inch of snow this morning. Grandson found some snow pants that still fit (He is growing like the proverbial weed.) and has been outside for an hour playing in it. One inch of snow is not really enough to do much with, but he and the neighbor girl are doing the best they can. Mostly they are rolling around in it. It is supposed to be gone by tomorrow. No shoveling involved, so that is good. More snow is coming on Tuesday and Wednesday. I need to move the snow blower to the front of the garage to be prepared. I love using the snow blower. Instant gratification. Sort of like ironing. Not that I iron any more. But ironing gave instant gratification, too.