Snowy Bubs

Henry went out and played in the snow today. His first snowfall! I suppose you can point to last year, but I really don't think he appreciated the snow that we lugged him through, car carrier and all, last year. When he grows up, he can decide which was his "first" winter snow. Until then, we're going with this.

First, Mommy bundled the bubs up. He had on snow pants, snow boots, a winter jacket, a hat with chin strap, and mittens. He had some troubles walking even inside! Even harder was getting up after falling down (think of Ralphie's little brother in A Christmas Story ... "I can't get up! Ralphie, I can't get up!")

Then Henry and I got to work. First we had to laugh it up with the dog, Teddy, who thought this snowfall was brought to Columbus just for him. He was in heaven all day, which unfortunately meant that we had to dry the snow out of his golden retriever-like fur. For those of you not quite following, I'm still talking about the dog. Anyhoo, Henry dug watching the dog make a dog out of himself in the wintry conditions, and his cackles were contagious.

Then Henry insisted that I let him shovel the driveway. I tried to keep the shovel to myself, but we all know how insistent Henry's can be. He wrestled the shovel out of my hands, so I sulked inside to watch the Bears game as he finished the driveway and the sidewalk. The Bears won, by the way.

You get to decide for yourself if I'm kidding. What is assuredly true is that we had a good time with the snow, and have decided that it is time for spring. On with the thawing, the pretty-pretties (that's flowers for you lay people), the ducks, and all that Easter hullabaloo! Oh yeah, and Daddy's Graduation (March 18th ... apply directly to your head ... March 18th ... apply directly to your head)