Here are some highlights from our outdoor excitement following the 18″ of snow we had last week.
Thomas was unfazed and immediately set to work brushing off and climbing up his swing set.
He got stuck in the snow about halfway down the slide. No matter. He repeated the process 20 or 30 more times.
Otto was not so pleased. He was desperate to be with us outside, but couldn’t walk in the thick, heavy snow that was taller than he. I finally brushed off this chair and set him on it, thinking he’d be happier on solider ground. He was, until just after I snapped this photo, when he saw someone walking by on the sidewalk and instinctively launched himself off the chair to charge and bark. He literally buried himself in a patch of snow and I had to rescue him from certain suffocation. But once he found a pre-made track, he was down by the fence and barking ferociously within seconds.
Rosy cheeks!
Thomas now believes that hot chocolate is obligatory after any time spent outside.
Must . . . get . . . all . . . marshmallows!
I absolutely agree with Thomas when it comes to the hot chocolate, though I might be with Otto when it comes to more than two feet of snow at a time.