We went out for a while this morning, and Meghan actually lasted a lot longer than I thought she would. The snow wouldn't pack, so there was no snowman-making, but we tossed handfuls of it at each other anyways. It was more like playing in autumn leaves than snow. We made boot tracks, snow angels, foot prints, and of course, chased the floating flurries with our tongues.
Once the frosties found their way up the sleeves and into the boots, it was time to go inside. I put Meghan in a bubblebath to warm up and made myself another cup of coffee. She got up at 6:57 and I doubt she'll want to go out again this afternoon, so I have a feeling it's going to be a LOOOOONG day!
Happy Winter!
