Ya who . . . another weekend with SNOW!

I love this stuff! They say if I catch a snowflake in my mouth I get to make a wish. Come on little guys - help me out, I want to stay out and play!

Come on guys . . . it's snowing. I've got my hat and mittens - please let me go back out and play. I won't get cold, I promise! Why didn't I catch a snowflake in my mouth?
Finally . . . outside to play. Another 9 inches of snow this weekend and with an inseam of 5 inches, I find that it's easier to follow someone else's tracks.
Everybody says sledding is fun . . . but my bum is getting kind of cold! Either there's a better way to do this or I'm missing something.
I told my dad I wanted to be a snowflake and my dad said he would teach me how. I still think my coat is the wrong color but boy . . . being a snowflake is fun!
Look, my first snowball. Where's mom? I bet she's wouldn't throw a snowball at "her little baby"!

A day of firsts! My first snowman! Ok, ok . . . looks more like a snow troll. But hey, I'll bet your first try at a year and a half old didn't look much better. COPPER, not on my snow troll!