All ready for the snow! Except right around this time I realized he doesn't own a pair of gloves!
Having fun stomping around!
After he fell the first time and got his hands in the snow, he wanted no part of it anymore!
He turned around...
...and headed back to the front door.
After some encouraging, he tried to pose to accomodate our wishes.
Then he fell again.
He checked out the snow on his make shift gloves (i.e. socks). He was not happy about this.
With Daddy.
With Mommy.













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