For the past 2 months we have pretty much sat in the house and watched the snow fall. While there were moments of "oh we should go out and play in it" they were quickly put to rest by a cold gust of wind hitting the house, or remembering that we lack any and all appropriate "snow gear." Trust me, this house-boundness has taken it's toll on both Grayson and I; we are both craving spring when he can go out, ride his bike and squish bugs to his hearts content.
Yesterday it finally warmed up enough that a marshmallow-like snowsuit wasn't necessary to brave the elements. He had so much fun stomping through the "nhow" (you really have to hear him say it, wrinkled nose and all, to appreciate it fully). Daddy and him even had a small scale snowball fight - until G's hands got too cold!
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