I think that it is a boy's instinct to play in the snow. Kellon, Barrett and even Brice (as long as a motorized vehicle is involved) will brave frigid temperatures just to go flop down in a pile of snow. On Tuesday, Kellon disappeared, so I went searching for him. I found that he was almost fully dressed in his snowpants, coat, snow boots, hat, and warmest gloves all by himself. He informed me he was going outside to play in the snow, even after my warnings that it was only about 15 degrees. I justified letting him go out because there wasn't any wind and the sun was shining. The truth is that both of the boys really needed to get out of the house to blow off some steam. Soon Barrett also escaped, but he was in too big of a hurry to put on the whole getup. He put on a sweatshirt and headed outside.
I soon discovered him red-cheeked and snow-covered already. We got all of his snow clothes on, too.
Every time I took a picture one of them seemed to be on the ground. I guess that the snow is a magnet for those special snow clothes. They were only outside for 15-20 minutes, but it was a welcome break from the house for everyone--except Aubree.
Aubree really wanted to join the boys, but it was too cold for a little one, and, more importantly, I would have to go outside too if she went.
Bailey even loved the chance to play with the kids. It has been so cold that she hasn't had much human interaction lately other than to get fed. I think she is trying to track the cats that sleep on our door mat. She always just looks at them with disgust from behind the fence.
