J was enthralled by the snow at my parents' house. My dad had sent J a couple of pictures of the snow man he made a few days before we arrived and she was looking forward to playing in the snow.
The snow was gross when we got there. It had been really cold and it had snowed so there was crunchy, crystally, hard powder on top of crunchy, frozen solid hard snow. Not much fun for playing in. But she had a great time running around the yard.
On Christmas Eve, J decided it was time to make a snow angel. She was pretty cute, lying on her back, flapping her arms and legs...in the air!
But we eventually got the technique sorted out.
Then for a few days whenever we went outside she wanted to make a snow angel...even when we were on our way to the car...
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