We had some really good snow a few weeks ago, and although it wasn’t our first snow since moving here, it was the first one that Miles was fully prepared for; it took me a while to collect the essential gear. Side note: it’s really hard to find mittens in his size.
So after I shoveled the drive, I thought Miles might enjoy going out to play. I was wrong.
Just trying to figure out what to do.
Thinking maybe he should touch it.
Thinking that wasn’t a good idea. This kids hates things on his hands. In fact, he wouldn’t move until I wiped all of the snow off.
And no experience would be complete without a toddler tantrum, which only got worse when I made him go around to the garage before going inside.
He did seem to enjoy being pulled on his toddler-sized sled by Daddy, but because I was watching from the warmth of the kitchen, there are no pictures. But I’m sure we’ll have plenty more snow to come.