I finally took courage to take Tiff outside to experiment with the snow...I bundled her up really good and there we went! There was a lot of ice, so she was very careful walking, but we told her to kick the snow and she apparently enjoyed that! I think she was just happy to be outside...we spent 40 days in the middle of the summer, going out ALL the time, and then we come home and we're stuck home because the other car isn't working!
We sat her on the still too huge pile of snow in front of our house and she was very skeptical about it. Here is the sequence of what happens next: she touches the snow...
She doesn't like to have ANYTHING stuck to her hands and feet (like sand, dirt, food, and now snow!) so she complains about the snow in her hands...
Then we tell her to wipe it off herself... looks at the disgusted look on her face! Oh, how I love my daughter and her many little obsessions!But all in all it was a good experience...her cheecks were really cold but she didn't want to go inside...I need to try and do it again now that it snowed another foot last night! (no, that's NOT a good thing, but she might as well enjoy it while it's here!
