Speaking of layers, Sam got to try out the new coat and snow pants we bought on end-of-season clearance for next year. I guess it worked, because after more than an hour, he still didn't want to come in. Grace, on the other hand, was not nearly as enthusiastic about being outside.
Eventually, I took her inside to sleep in her own bed. She didn't care for the change of venue. I could still hear her screaming when I went back outside with Sam. But I'd promised we could make a snowman together.
Sam was pretty happy with the outcome. I was pleased with it too, but I will add that it was more complicated that I'd anticipated to accessorize a 10-inch snowman. I'd intentionally made the snowballs small to keep things quick and simple, (Apparently, my layers weren't as effective as Sam's, cause I was COLD!) but that meant finding a tiny carrot and minuscule bits of coal to keep it all to scale. A corn cob pipe was out of the question. Anyway, I think it all came together pretty well. I just hope I don't have to juice any lemons today.
This is the view from our back porch.
Malcom had his own ideas for outdoor excitement. I don't know what he was up to, but he sure looked guilty, even before he asked, "What white lips?"
And finally, these are my attempts at artsy photos. I'm teaching the activity day girls some photography tips tonight. I'm ridiculously unqualified, but I figure they're only 8-11 years old. Maybe they won't notice.