It was our one-year-old, Otis’s, first time seeing so much snow, and we wanted him to experience it, too. I lay down in the snow with him to make snow angels (he didn’t like this), we had a snow fight (he thought this was hilarious) and my husband had a go at skiing downhill through the street on his short skis.
For a good while, too, we walked around with Otis in our arms, tramping through the thick snow while he stared at the children going past on sleighs.When it got too much for him, my husband took him home, and I went for a walk in the snow, eager to be outside some more.
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