Micah was certainly not a fan of this little bit of snow. I am not sure what was bugging him the most-the hat he wouldn't keep on, the stiff feeling of being bundled up like the kid in A Christmas Story, the cold temperature outside, or the hot pink snow pants. :)
If only you could have all been here this afternoon when we sorted boots, hats, mittens, gloves, scarves, and snow pants for SIX CHILDREN. You would have felt soooo sorry for me. You would have showered me with coupons for free pedicures and bottles of strong tequila. And then you would have reminded me that this is why people only have two or three children. But we got through it and everybody, including Micah, has the proper gear in their neatly labelled drawer. Ahhh. I don't have to do this again for another year.