God, I love a big snowbank. I think back to when I was a little kid in the U.P., where snowbanks reached up to the eaves of some buildings and we could sled down off the roof. The banks around here aren’t quite so big, but they’re decent, and today Julia and Genevieve enjoyed playing on “Mt. Sunset,” down the block from our house. We’re spent some time today working on a tunnel through the entire pile, but today was mostly for climbing up the monster and then sliding back down. Classic winter fun.