It snowed back in February, and I am just now getting around to blogging about the pictures. It feels like spring is already here, so I'd really rather not think about snow and cold, but these pictures are just too cute to pass up.
Little miss schmutz was just too excited for the snow this year. She only was able to actually play in snow a few of times this year, but she made sure and made the most of it. Ashlyn finally learned how to catch a snowflake on her tounge.
She loved to pick up the snow and throw it into the air, even though her poor little hands got cold wearing mommy's gloves. (we went out the next day and picked her up some real gloves)
She loved having a little snowball fight with mom. Poor kid never got me with a snowball, but she was a good sport and let me hit her a few times.
Isn't Ashlyn just adorable? I love it that she decided to wear my hat to play outside. She liked the little pom-pom on the top of the hat.. silly girl.
She finally figured out that she had to get closer before throwing the snowball, so I had to retreat into the house behind the glass door.
It snowed back in February, and I am just now getting around to blogging about the pictures. It feels like spring is already here, so I'd really rather not think about snow and cold, but these pictures are just too cute to pass up.
Little miss schmutz was just too excited for the snow this year. She only was able to actually play in snow a few of times this year, but she made sure and made the most of it. Ashlyn finally learned how to catch a snowflake on her tounge.
She loved to pick up the snow and throw it into the air, even though her poor little hands got cold wearing mommy's gloves. (we went out the next day and picked her up some real gloves)
She loved having a little snowball fight with mom. Poor kid never got me with a snowball, but she was a good sport and let me hit her a few times.
Isn't Ashlyn just adorable? I love it that she decided to wear my hat to play outside. She liked the little pom-pom on the top of the hat.. silly girl.
She finally figured out that she had to get closer before throwing the snowball, so I had to retreat into the house behind the glass door.
