Early January it snowed and maybe a couple inches stuck to the ground. I woke Lincoln up, threw a coat, sweats, and shoes on him, and rushed him outside. That will probably be the last time he sees snow in a looooong time... especially in St. George!
He didn't want to leave the porch. I think it was a combination of him being half-awake, the bright whiteness, foreign looking white stuff on the ground... so I started making balls (which he usually loves) and tossing them up to him. Then I tried to get one of the snowballs to hit him (gently, of course) which is when Ashley & Kurt drove up. They thought it was pretty funny.
I eventually forced him off the porch, and tried to get him to play in the snow and help me make a snowman. He just kept tripping and crying and wanting to be held. Little baby...
Lincoln with my snowman (that melted FAST)
1 comment:
Love it! I was SOOO surprised to see snow that morning!
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