Eventually the squirrel ran off down the alley, and the pigeons stopped flocking, and I conned Hannah into putting her finger in the snow that had started piling up on the porch railing. Enter disgust. She looked at me like, "Ugh! Mom get this off me!" I'd say that her reaction was similar to what it would be if she'd stuck her finger in some poop, but she's done that and not been too bothered by it...So snow is to her what poop is to most people. I dried the offensive snow from her finger and took her back inside to avoid and ignore the disgusting cold stuff that was falling from the sky.
I did manage to talk her into taking her snow boots for a test drive today, and she actually enjoyed stomping around in the small snow piles until she noticed that some snow had made it's way to the tops of her boots and wasn't budging. Once again she looked at me desperately, this time while waving her perfectly straightened pointer finger at her snow-covered boots. Sigh.
Haha! So cute she is! I am with Hannah, go away snow!ReplyDelete