Stuck

On our way home from The Polar Express, we got stuck in the parking lot of our hotel. There was lots of snow and underneath it all, tons of ICE. Bryan and I tried to dig the truck out(did I mention it was 11 below?), but were unsuccessful. The people at the hotel were most unhelpful and just looked at us with mild pity and humor since the weather was definitely not in our favor. Luckily, a good samaritan came by with a tow strap and pulled us out. You are probably wondering where Jack was while our lips were nearly frozen off during this snowy debacle? The answer is simple...fast asleep in his carseat with the heater keeping him toasty.