Snow

It snowed overnight enough for it to actually stick on the ground here.  So after a while, and because he showed enough interest, I bundled Timmy up in his snow gear (yeah, the 18 month snow pants still fit and he even has more room still on the shoulder straps) and we headed out.  At first I thought he would be content to just walk around in the snow in front of our house.  Silly me.

So after it became clear that staying in front of the house was not an option, we headed off on a walk.  Me wearing my wool coat and boots and Timmy dressed like a marshmallow.  To be fair, he would be a blue colored marshmallow with a little red, but the overall effect is the same.  He is also WAY better about keeping his hat on this year and he even wear his gloves.  Last year the gloves were a big issue because not only did he not want to wear them but because they didn't fit him very well.  Luckily, since he's grown, that problem seems to have disappeared.  

We walked to the park (because, seriously, where else would we go?) and Timmy had fun playing with the equipment in the snow...until he started to have a melt down.  First he took off the gloves and then his hat and said he didn't want them anymore.  Then he threw a little fit because he didn't want to go home but clearly it was time for lunch and a nap.  On the way he enjoyed picking up the snow and throwing so I made a few small snowballs and (being the nice mother that I am) threw them at him.  Timmy thought it was so funny that he slipped in the snow and fell face first onto someone's snow-covered lawn.  One of the other neighbors saw this entire thing happen and busted out laughing.  Timmy was cold and annoyed so it made for an even greater trip home.  

Overall it was fun though.  I'm glad that he likes the snow, especially because there's always the potential for a lot of it.  I've got a video of him enjoying ridding the slide of snow, I'll see if I can upload it here later.