We took advantage of the long weekend and drove up Mt. Tam to take West and Tate to see snow. West insisted that he saw penguins on the hillsides in Marin and that we were going to see 1) polar bears and 2) Santa. I think he forgot all about that once we got there (the cows and horsies en route helped). Long story short, he had quite a time - even going so far as to blow kisses to the snow when we left. Adorable. I took a lot of pictures and have two words for you: get comfortable. It's not my fault my kid is so darned cute.
First touch |
"It's ice!" |
And kind of awesome |
First real snowball |
Getting the hang of it |
Bundled Tate |
Under attack |
Gotcha!!! |
For Grandma |
Snow Jumping |
Cold hands |
Second wind |
Snow bowling? |
Bowing thank you kisses to the snow |
One last jump |
2 comments:
are you throwing SNOWBALLS at my neffie?!?!?!!?!?
He is the cutest darn grandkid in the world
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