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Playing in the Snow

Once he woke up, I showed Alex the snow. He was excited there would be no school and he wanted to get dressed as fast as possible so he could go outside right away.

He ran out ahead of me and immediately made a snow angel…

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Then he explored the back yard.

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Roscoe joined us right away to see what was up.

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This year’s snowman was not quite as cute as last year’s.

Then we walked the dog. After about 10 minutes, Alex decided he wanted his gloves again even though he had taken them off earlier. But oops, they were not in my pockets as I thought, but we’d left them at home! He gave me the dog, put his hands in his pockets, and we walked another 15 minutes.

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Once we got home, he decided the right thing to have as a snack in the snow was a popsicle. But after a minute or so of that he decided he was cold and he was done. He went in first to sit by the fire, but then decided that wasn’t working, and so instead he cuddled under a blanket with his mom until he was warm.

[Minor text edits 2013-12-20 20:23 UTC]

[Update 2013-12-20 21:40 UTC to add the snow angel video]

4 comments to Playing in the Snow

  • Diane Minter

    Looks like a good time was had by all. exciting to miss school also? or is he liking this one better?

  • @DM: He will not admit it at any cost, but he is *so* much happier at the new school. The change in him was almost immediate. The regression that had been happening at the old school stopped and reversed. He is visibly happier and more excited, and more engaged with everything. And while he still plays at fighting over getting ready in the morning, once it is time to go to school (we usually walk or I pull him in his wagon) he is eager, and once we get there he heads right into class, says good morning to his teacher, and does not even look back, let alone the crying and begging for us not to leave him there that happened at the old school.

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