Anlee's First Snow Day

There's a long list of things that Anlee has yet to do. It's not quite right to call it a baby bucket list, but there are some life experiences she's got to go through before she turns two.

- Say her first word
- Pet a goat
- Eat Taco Bell
- Play in the snow

She checked off the last one this past weekend. We've waited all winter for the chance to get her outside in the white stuff. Anlee got a fluffy new snowsuit for Christmas that's just been collecting dust. She's been working on her high step to climb over the drifts and practicing her graceful fall into a pile of imaginary snow in the living room...at least, I think that's what she's been doing. And yesterday, we finally we got more than a ogre's dandruff worth of frozen precipitation.

So we went outside to take a few family pictures. Anlee made it through about three snapshots before exploding into a rager. (Side note: Most people stock up on bread and milk before a snowstorm...not us. We got baby snacks. Nothing is more vital to our survival as parents.) To charm the snake, we put a snack in her hand and we got an extra 20 seconds of Kodak moments. After the snack was gone, she got desperate and tried to eat the snow. It was not yellow, so we let her have at it until her hands got cold.

After a messy lunch and a nap, we initiated launch sequence for playtime and got her snow suit assembled. It didn't allow much room for motion, comparable to a chubby penguin in skinny jeans, but at least she was warm.

We tried to get her to scoop some snow or maybe throw a snow ball, but she just sat there...comfortable in her snow sofa. I built a tiny snow man, thinking she might want to topple him when I was through (she loves tearing down block towers), but she still just wanted to sit and stare. So after five or so minutes of an adventure, we decided enough was enough and went back inside.

Maybe she'll have more fun checking off the Taco Bell...