our magical day in the snow.

Yeah...this is how it really went down.

First I spend an hour and a half visiting Meijer, Wal-mart, and Target, only to find that (apparently) all toddler snow pants and snow boots are currently out of stock.

Then, after covering little shoes with plastic bags and resigning myself to washing some wet jeans afterward, Kids and Father venture into the backyard.

Cue Silas, crying at the door 5 minutes later. His hands are cold, and he is done with the snow.

Not to be deterred from our magical day, I whip up some hot cocoa for everyone.

Silas continues to whine.

Ivy spills the hot cocoa all down her front and onto the floor. We strip her down naked and clean up the mess.

Silas continues to whine.

Ivy pees all over the place. We clean up again and don her in a fresh diaper.

Silas keeps whining.

Ivy spills her hot cocoa again. I wipe her booster seat down for the second time.

At this point the ridiculousness of the situation starts to set in and the adults' laughter joins the whining and screaming.

At least Duncan was happily drooling and rolling around the entire time.

Guess there's always next year.