Looking at a winter storm through the eyes (and language) of a two-year-old puts an entirely different perspective on the event.
Driving from daycare to home in white-out conditions: "It's no, it's no!"
As mommy nearly collides with the nice plow stradling the shoulder and the slow lane of the highway and just over the hill: "Wow, look, no-truck!"
Watching Frosty, built earlier that day, getting buried in 3 foot drifts: "Where no-man?"
After the plows so graciously dumped an 8' high by 10' wide mess smack-dab in the front yard" "Oooooh, das big no-pile!"
While going outside to play in the 8x10 mess: "Mommy, I wearin no-pants!"
So, according to Steven, it sounds as though nothing has happened in the last few days. Nothing at all.