Brrr...it's cold outside!

The past few days have been ridiculously cold.  We've been spending our time doing things like puzzles...

playing games...

 and shoveling snow...(C thought it was great fun to help...I'm pretty sure my husband thinks shoveling snow is anything but fun.  He has been doing it a lot lately...at work and at home.  Poor guy.  I feel bad for him, just not bad enough to volunteer my own snow shoveling services.)

And I just sent the boys off to go sledding.  They were "goin' to sled on those snakes" according to C.  We'll see how that goes.  They both asked me repeatedly to join them but I declined.  Going out in the cold just sounded miserable.  And I'm sure C will enjoy some guy-time with Dad.

Now, what I don't have any pictures of is what's been filling the majority of our time lately...a screaming, kicking, raging tantrum-throwing toddler, and a Mommy and Daddy on the verge of pulling their own hair out!  It has been a rough few days...it has been a rough few weeks!  I was talking with some friends at church this morning and they reassured me that there is no such thing as the terrible 2's..the 3's are really bad...and to hold on because the 4's really are better.  Is this true?  Those of you who have kids older than mine?  What was your child like at 3?  I know that one day I will wish we were back in this phase.  Just like now I say, man I miss the two's...why did I think they were so bad?  When he's 16 I will be saying, man I miss the 3's...they were a dream.  But right now...we're just praying for patience...lots of it!