At the beginning of the week Twizzle and I played outside.
At the end of the week Twizzle and I played outside.
Just another normal week of winter.
…but can we come back inside now? Mom?…mom? Little bother?…anyone?… It’s cold!!
That white stuff is back! Twizzle and I are so happy. I don’t understand why mom and dad aren’t as thrilled.
You can eat it, and you get to wear adorable snow hats. What is there not to like? Hooray snowy white stuff!
I wish it was summer. Then I could play ball in the grass.
And swim outside.
And go camping.
And go hiking.
And listen to live music while having a picnic in the park.
So I will sip my tea and dream of summer….
But until then…. how about one more ride on my sled, please?
It got cold last week and started to snow.
Then it got colder and snowed even more.
Mom bundled me up so much I couldn’t move, then she stuck me out in that snow and cold.
But she did teach me that snow tastes delicious.
The snow and cold has stuck around for a while now, and mom keeps sticking me out in the yard despite said cold and snow.
My only consolation is my adorable pink snow accessories, including my bomber hat and fur lined pink jacket. Oh, and eating snow.
Mom, when will it warm up enough to go back to the pool? Snow is too cold.
Perfection.
This picture says it all.