Miles was standing at the windowsill all morning looking at the snow, but it wasn’t until noon before we ventured out!
We bundled him like a marshmallow and, to my own horror, even applied vasaline to his cheeks (we were out on Saturday during the day and his cheeks were bright red with windburn).
Brett and I plopped him on his feet in a fresh patch of snow and he stood there, frozen for a few seconds … then a few seconds more …. immobilized by doubt (or all his layers). He never quite figured out you could walk around in that stuff, but we had a great time anyway!
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