On a good day, there are snow angels:
There is sliding down snowbanks on one's bum:
And climbing to mountaintops with one's sister:
But note the conspicuous lack of mittens on Bojey in the last photo, my friends. We're still working on this, with some days more successful than others. And, mittens or no mittens, this poor darling really does not want to be outside in the cold. And herein lies the perfect example of the selective shots we see of people's lives in blog posts. Within three minutes after I took this photo, Bojey was completely melting down about how she wanted to be at home which was, of course two long city blocks away, hard to traverse with a big snowsuit-clad three and a half year old hanging from your leg.
Poor thing did, eventually, cheer up, after spending some time in the one place she'd prefer to be at all times--home!