The snow really has yet to become anyones element in this family. After the first snow I took the morning off of to enjoy the snow with Fischer. After the near 30minute ordeal to get her dressed (think Randy from "A Christmas Story") I realized that I myself wasn't dressed. Once we all got outside I saw my mental image of us frolicking in the snow melting away. She was pretty scared of the snow (which was about half her height). I decided that the best course of action was to just plop her down in the middle and let her play. Result? She went down like cut timber.
Snow Update:
Now that part/some of the snow has begun to melt I've realized that she doesn't hate snow. She hates clean snow. She will not touch the beautiful, fluffy, new snow. She likes the rocky road flavor. Packed with vitamins and minerals that only NYC sidewalks and dog feces can produce. It's a 6th sense, that reveals to her not only the grossest item within range, but also the one that I hope she hasn't spotted.
Good to know Fischer was Randy from Christmas Story (one of our favorites)too. Caroline literally got stuck on her back and could not get up. After laughing at her misfortunes, we decided to be good parents and help her up=) Keep enjoying the snow..it seems to keep piling up there!
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