Frickin' heck. It snowed. Again. What up Jack Frost? (Day 12)

Dear Ollie, Your mother trudged to work in a blizzard because Daddy took off at 5 in the morning. (To work, to be fair...) Dude, trains, buses, and frigid tootsies, oh my! Now that mommy is home she will watch The Mighty Boosh. You don't seem interested. One day, my stinky butted friend, you will heart the Boosh and think a little more of your momma. Love, Me