The days of snow had finally ceased as you walked over to the window. Your husband, Adrian had gone out earlier, insisting that he could clear the feet-high snow from the driveway by himself.

That was two hours ago.

Now, seeing him struggle to even move the shovel forward was amusing to you, and as your only child, a five year old boy named Elliott, went out to help him, you chuckled a little, knowing that Adrian would give up in a few minutes and you’d get to rub it in.