Last year we completely missed seeing any snow as it was a pretty dry winter and we never managed to be up there while the white stuff was on the ground. The year before that Molly tolerated standing in the snow for all of 5 minutes before demanding to be rescued and carried inside. So this year we were curious if she was going to finally be interested in the stuff or still hate it. I did get her to pick out a pair of snow boots that fit (Disney Princess snow boots to be exact) along with a snow jacket and snow bib. The snow was coming down pretty steady when we were getting ready to go out to and early dinner. I managed to get her in the snow boots and jacket, but she wouldn't even look at the snow bib.
Hard to tell from this pic, but big fat flakes were falling from the sky...
Oh, and N finally found his water bottle... it was frozen solid!
We ended up at Murphy's for a couple pints...
Molly was all gung ho to go outside and walk in the snow so they headed out while I got stuck paying the bill.
Molly's idea of a snowball fight was to 1) have daddy make the snowball, 2) have daddy hand her the snowball, and 3) have daddy stand perfectly still while she threw the snowball at him. Good daddy.
We got back to the cabin and tried to get her to wear the snow bib, but when we told her she couldn't roll up the pants she would have none of it. She then proceeded to walk around our side yard sinking in snow up to her butt and laughing her ass off. I finally told them to get inside and N proceeded to put her in a warm bath.
Someone has discovered that the loft is awesome. N actually cleared out a bunch of old computer equipment up there. He also cleaned it really well once the bug guy came by to look at the droppings (carpenter ants). So Molly was all about exploring every nook and cranny. I think her favorite part was being up so high. We did have to keep reminding her to NOT hang out at the top of the ladder, but for the most part she was good.