Snow Frolics

The first snow each year in Minnesota is a big deal. I think it might be a law that all small children must go out and play in it by the day after it first falls, or else their house will be cursed with ice dams (or something like that). My girls were staying overnight with their Oma and Opa on Saturday when the storm hit, and Oma and Opa actually borrowed the neighbor children's snow clothes to take them out sledding and playing! I didn't take the girls out myself until Monday. Last year, Amelie was such a new walker that she never quite mastered walking on top of snow cover. This year, she was definitely a fan. And Elizabeth has grown past her snow wimpiness of the first years to turn into a regular snow maniac with incredible cold endurance!

I know. We're all in pink. Think of it as cute, not gaggingly matchy-matchy.

Amelie: "Hello? Do you see me waiting for someone to give me a ride?"

Elizabeth loves to lick the snow.

Whatever Elizabeth loves to do, Amelie does too.

At least, Amelie loved to lick the snow until she discovered how much easier it is to scoop it up and gobble it.

All in all, it's going to be a good snow year!