How did it happen?

How did it happen to be that I was blessed with wonderful amazing children? I don't what I did or if it even had anything to do with me, but I'm pretty damn proud of my children tonight and wanted to share that with y'all.

It's been snowing here all day and Ron's car is what I call an itty bitty matchbox car, but he says it's "midsized sedan!!!!" He doesn't like it when I pick on his car apparently... but I digress. Either way, it doesn't have much snow bank clearance, especially Maine winter snowbanks, yes, this is one of those things we learned the hard way. In an attempt to avoid the car being stuck in the snow at the end of the driveway he called on the way home from work and asked if the snowplow had been on our road yet if we could clear the end of the driveway. No problem! The kids and I bundled up and I donned on my fancy new WARM boots and headed out. I started the snow blower and headed to the end of the driveway. This storm produced lots of light fluffy powder so it was taken care of quickly. While the kids were helping me clear our driveway I glanced over at the neighbors driveway and saw that it had the same huge pile of snow at the end of it also, this is unusual for them as they are usually out there early and often. I figured since it was going so quickly with ours that I'd send the kids over to the neighbors and asked them to just clear their end too and then to come right back.

It's not fun having to shovel your way into the driveway immediately after getting home from work, trust me, I've done it. One time while we were moving in the winter I had to walk through snow over my knees to get to the house, unlock the door grab a shovel and start digging so I could park in the driveway, then I had to do some packing load the truck and drive home. I was not a happy woman that night.

Since it was light and fluffy and they used a snow scoop and shovel and they worked together they got it done quickly and were back in a flash. Andrew came up to me and asked if he could go back and shovel the entire thing for them, "just to be a nice Christian boy." At that moment I was certain my heart would pop right through my chest I was so proud of him. I smiled at his eager willingness and said "yes, go grab your head lamp and zip up your jacket." So he and Faith walked back over and quietly went about the task of shoveling the driveway. Come to find out their snow blower wouldn't start, according to Andrew. It's not as long as our driveway, but it's lengthy. Our neighbor was appreciative of the effort and gave them a bag of homemade cookies to take with them when they left. My kids came home tired and hungry and felt good that they had done something to love their neighbor.