Riley had been wishing for a "BIGS" snow. Two days after her birthday she got her wish. Now compared to the monster blizzards we had last year, this was nothing, but 8 inches is perfect for playing in.
Making a snowman.
Taking a break.
It was BITTER cold that day, but she was having the time of her life.
I triple dog dare ya.
"Bigs" snow = happy!
As a side note, you would never be able to tell looking at these photos, but about two hours later she threw up for the first time in her life. I knew she wasn't feeling well because she hadn't touched one bite of her lunch after all that playing. She and I were sitting on the couch and she asked if she could come snuggle with me. About a nanosecond after she crawled into my lap, she looked at me, said, "Mom?!?", and then turned on the works.