Well, snow day may be an exaggeration.
We had a skiff of white fall in the yard.
Out came the snow pants, the snow boots, gloves, hat and, of course...
...utter utter joy.
But, what happens when a four year old realizes she can't make a snowman from what is more like a heavy frost...
After what can only be described as 'toddler cuss',
stops spewing from their lips,
you make cookies!
Fast.
...with lots of sprinkles.
Serious sprinkles.
...and the snow (or lack of) is forgotten.
