Snow

We got a couple of inches of snow this weekend, which, for this part of the country, is a pretty big deal. Edie's seen snow before, so she was excited when she heard it was coming down. I left work early because the roads had all iced over, so the two of us suited up and headed outside as it started to come down Friday afternoon.

The thing is, we could only find one of her mittens, so she put on one of hers and one of my old gloves. They... didn't quite match.

She still really liked tromping around the driveway and looking at her footprints. She wanted to make a snowman, but at that point, there was less than an eighth of an inch, so I suggested we go back in and see if more snow fell. Thankfully, it did overnight, so the next morning we got dressed again and headed to the backyard.

Edie had a great time walking around and looking at everything. So much white!

However, she hadn't counted on the fact that snow is cold, so after about three minutes, she asked to go back inside. We headed back in, only to find that Marty was all dressed and ready to head out. I gave Edie to Tamsen and headed back outside with Marty.

It was his first time in the snow, so he had no idea what was going on. True to form, he dove right in to find out what it was.

It was cold and powdery. If he left it on his hands for too long, it got wet.

THIS IS AWESOME, he seemed to say.

Without gloves, it was only a matter of time before his hands were going to get really cold (it was about twenty degrees yesterday morning), so I picked him up and brought him back inside. He was really upset about that, but I think it was for the best. I got to spend the rest of the morning shoveling the driveway. Edie was devastated to hear that the snow was all gone until we quickly pointed out that there was still lots of snow on the grass. She wasn't convinced until we opened the curtains and physically pointed at the snow.

There's more snow in the forecast for Monday night, so maybe we can do this all over again next week.