When you live in Cleveland it’s important to focus on the positive.

For example: When buried in a ridiculous amount of snow that forces you to stay home with two children under the age of 5 for an entire day, put on the warmest clothing you own and take advantage of it.

My children had no problem venturing outdoors.

They didn’t even mind the relentless snowflakes soaking their absolutely adorable faces.

He’s knee deep in new snow, but there’s another good 6 inches beneath that. It’s a frozen solid rock under there and his 4-year-old strength couldn’t penetrate it.

Don’t worry, Liv. I didn’t forget about you. Standing over there in all your pink, snowy cuteness. That cheesy smile is priceless.

My devil attempting to create an angel. Oh, the irony.

Poor kid was stranded.

Alright, Mama. We are cold. This really isn’t fun anymore. Remember, we didn’t choose Cleveland…you and Dad did.

My baby girl in all her resourcefulness. I walked in to her warming herself in front of the space heater after our foray into the winter wonderland. She kept saying, “I’m coldie, coldie.”

I then proceeded to spoil their appetites for lunch by indulging them with hot cocoa chock full of marshmallows. Have you ever played in the snow in your life without the promise of hot cocoa?