I called my roadside assistance and was told that the earliest a tow truck could get to us was 2 hours. It was very cold outside - in the single digits - and with the wind and blowing snow it was like a blizzard outside the van. A truck showed up behind us - they were trying to get out as well. They had a shovel, so they tried shoveling the van for awhile, but it was a lost cause. They truck behind us didn't think they could go backwards without getting stuck and our van surrounded by enormous amounts of snow was blocking their way forward, so they were stuck as well.
Stuck count = our van + one truck

My mom started making calls around to the neighbors to see if someone could get their earlier than 2 hours. She got a hold of the guy who has a 4-wheel drive truck with a plow attached who they pay to plow their road. He showed up after 45 minutes of being stuck. I don't know why he didn't have his plow down, but he just tried to drive up to us and he got stuck.
Stuck count = our van + one truck + snow plow truck
Now there's three of us stuck on this road! The snow plow truck calls a buddy of his to come and pull him out. He appears to have a regular truck. He starts backing down the road and gets stuck! Stuck count = our van + one truck + snow plow truck + buddy truck
This is a picture taken w/ my cell phone looking out our front window. You can see the stuck snow plow truck and in the distance you can see his buddy, now stuck.

The buddy truck had gotten pull of into the side of the road and was really buried. We saw him get out and start shoveling around his truck and thought there was no way he was going to get out of there. But after 20 minutes he was free! He was able to drive close enough to the snow plow truck to get the tow line attached. He floored his truck to try to pull the snow plow truck out and his truck flopped around like a fish on the end of a line - the snow plow truck didn't budge at all. They tried it one more time, but it was no use. At this point we've been stuck for 2 hours and the tow truck arrives. At this point is is dark outside and 4 degrees. "Finally!", we think, "we're getting out of here". We can see the tow truck turning onto the road from the main road about 200 yards ahead, but then he stops. We're thinking that he stopped to talk to someone or something. A few minutes later the guy in the snow plow truck tells us that the tow truck is stuck - his buddy called him and told him
Stuck count = our van + one truck + snow plow truck + tow truck
The tow truck called us to make sure our van was still running and we still had heat and we were all OK because a cop had arrived and was planning on walking down to make sure we were OK. We were starting to get worried because our gas gauge was almost to the low fuel point. We had now been stuck for 2 1/2 hours. We were told that a tractor was coming to pull the tow truck out.
Thankfully we had our portable DVD player and lots of snacks for the kids, but we had left at Carter's naptime thinking that he would nap in the van on the way home, so he was getting REALLY cranky the poor guy. We let each of the kids get out of their carseat for a few minutes and sit in the passenger seat for a bit, so that helped too, but it was rough going and Teah understood enough that I think she was starting to get a little scared that we were stuck.
Well, now the tractor shows up. This thing has tires that are taller than I am with a big snow plow attached to the front. He pulled out the tow truck and then pulled out the snow plow truck. To get to them he had to plow a bunch of snow right in front of our van. Even if he could've reached us to pull us, there was nothing on the front of the van to attach to, only the back, so the plan was to plow out to the left of us (we were stuck on the right side of the road) to be able to attach to the back. As the tractor was plowing, HE GOT STUCK!
Stuck Count = our van + one truck + giant tractor
At this point I started preparing to abandon ship - packing a bag with some essentials in case we were told that they just couldn't get our van out that night. We had been stuck a full 3 hours. A big old F-150 shows up that comes barreling down the road to help pull out the tractor. They attach a tow line to the tractor and it was a very crazy sight to see this truck gun it to try to pull this huge tractor out of the snow at night in a blizzard of blowing snow. I can't believe what he put this truck through, but they got the tractor out. The F-150 then starts driving right into the ditch - Robert and I thought, "Is this guy crazy?!". He plows through all of the snow and drives in the corn field to our right to get behind us - this is one hell of a truck! The plan was to pull us backward a bit so that the tractor can plow out our way forward.
Now the snow outside of our van comes up to my waist - that's how deep it was drifting around us. Robert and 3 other guys started trying to figure out where to attach the tow line and it took them awhile, but they found a piece of the frame in the back. So, we made sure the kids were strapped in, put our seatbelts on, and prepared for the F-150 to pull us backwards. It took a few jolts, but we were pulled back a few feet and the tractor started plowing the way in front of us. There were a few moments where we thought the tractor would get stuck again, but he finally cleared the way. Three guys got in the back to push and we tried to drive out, but the snow pulled us to the right and we were stuck again. So, the F-150 pulled us backward again and more plowing in front of us ensued.
4 hours after getting stuck with 3 guys pushing we drove out and we able to make it to the main road! Carter fell asleep when the F-150 was tugging on us, but woke up when we stopped at McDonald's before getting on the highway to get Robert a new pair of pants, socks, and shoes. His pants had gotten wet of course, but then frozen solid.
So, we finally were headed home and got back just before midnight. What a trip!


