We got Molly all bundled up in her snow suit (it still fits!) and took her outside for her next encounter with snow. We were hoping things would go easier this time around considering her recent obsession with Frosty the Snowman. Molly was looking at all the snow and kept pointing and saying, "Frosty? Frosty the snowman?" so there was hope.
Um, it went better than last year? I *think* that's a safe statement. She wasn't overly thrilled to be in the snow, but she did think Sadie running around was HILARIOUS so that helped. She did have some fun when daddy picked her up and tossed her in the air a few times. Then she was done.
So yeah, I'd say it was a draw.
We have ALLLLLL week to work on her folks. Heh.