First, I'd like to refer you all to this excellent article in the NY Times.
Second, I'd like to illustrate why I love Colorado.
Last Friday, it snowed. Quite a bit.
We woke up Saturday to a lovely blanket of snow and a clear blue sky. Naturally, a snowman was made:
Then, on Sunday:
I can't articulate it. But this is why I love living in Colorado. But pay close attention to the fact that The Kid is wearing sandals. And climbing on the carcass of our rocking snowman, a mere 18 hours after his, uh, birth. Heh. I heart Colorado, where snowmen aren't built to last...