It started snowing a little bit yesterday and deposited some more over night. Max has seen snow before, but it was a long time ago and he certainly doesn’t remember it — not to mention he couldn’t walk last time he saw any. We’ve even been reading some books about snow to get him prepared.

So this morning he’s standing at the door yelling “Snow! Snow! Oh no! Snow!” I’m not sure what the “oh no” part was for, but he definitely gets what snow is now. I bundled him all up and got on his snow suit (a hand me down from a neighbor, thank you very much Maryanne!) and his boots and his hat. Couldn’t get mittens on him, but I figured, oh okay. Then out we went. Five minutes later, with freezing little boy hands and a small boy meltdown, we were back inside.