And then. It snowed.
And they wanted to play. And, I figured since I had already bought the required snow gear for the season, that I was obligated to let them have a day of fun with it. I really would have preferred to skip the hour it takes to dress 4 children in snowsuit, hats and gloves and stay inside. But carpe freaking diem. Out we went.
And. You know what? I actually had fun. It was pretty perfect.
There were snowballs thrown and a few tears. And a dump truck retaliation.
Brian threw me down in the snow and then threw a big handful of snow in my face. Kaden, very concerned, came up to see if I was okay, and asked if I needed an ice pack.
Finley was a better sport than I was.
Sophie likes to play catch. Until she realizes the snow is cold.
We even had a game of snowball baseball.
Amelia sat and watched from the back of Daddy's car. Entertained. Yet, unamused.
They even learned the dos and don'ts of yellow snow. A concept they find hil-a-ri-ous.
I'd love to say that we got our snow fix, but I have a feeling there is still more to come.
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