More tales from the great snowy beyond...

Girls were out snowing it up again today. Having a grand ole' time, when they called me outside.

I poked my head out the backdoor to see Grace pointing at something in the snow.

"Look, mom, a bear track! There were bears in our backyard last night!"

Massive laughing ensues. Full bellied cackles that would shake the snow out of branches.

Playing on your mother's bear phobia. Nice, girls. Real nice.