It’s just beautiful outside, the kind of snow we never get: good for snowballs and snowmen. Matt came home around early afternoon and worked from home for the rest of the day so he and Liam were able to get outside for a bit before it got dark. Liam had so much fun with the snowballs that he threw a fit when it was time to come inside, so I think that’s a pretty good barometer of how much he enjoyed it, and Matt might have had even more fun than Liam. Here are some pictures:
“Whatcha doin’ Dad?”
“Oooh! Lemme help!”
“Hmmm, that looks suspiciously like a tower to me…”
“Who, me? I didn’t decapitate our snowman and you can’t prove otherwise!”
Big decisions:
Score!:
Resuscitated snowman:
“More snowballs, Dad!”
You see that look in his eye?
The wind-up:
The (gleeful) follow-through:
And once more, for good measure:
“Chicken Little!”
Snug as a bug in a rug:
The end (for today).