Just prior to Thanksgiving, we had our first real snow of the season. As expected, both Preston and Bailey had a glorious time frolicking around in it. I stood around thinking to myself, "Man! It's frickin freezing out here!" And reflecting that I am clearly now OLD, since i had to repeatedly stop myself from telling Preston we had to go inside because mommy was cold.
Getting dressed:
Demo-ing proper shovel technique:
Obligatory cheese:
Happy campers:
Hugs for Bailey:
Seeing what snow tastes like:
Happy kid:
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