Well, the roads finally cleared enough that we were able to get in the car and go downtown to mess around. Which is great because if I have to sit through another episode of Dora the Constantly Shouting Explorer, I may go out to the garage and not come back.
But before we went out we stepped outside to build a snowman. Sadly, the snow was too powdery for proper snowman construction so there was nothing left but to chuck handfuls of snow at Kiddo. I tried to get her to throw some, too, but when she said, "Daddy, throw snow at me" who was I to refuse?

I did, in fact, aim for the head. What of it?

I got in a couple of good ones before she questioned the wisdom of her request.
It's supposed to start warming up enough to melt all the snowy fun. I'll kind of miss it, mostly because my four-day Thanksgiving weekend started three days early. And, Dora notwithstanding, the long, directionless days with Kiddo (and her Mama) have been lots of fun.
But before we went out we stepped outside to build a snowman. Sadly, the snow was too powdery for proper snowman construction so there was nothing left but to chuck handfuls of snow at Kiddo. I tried to get her to throw some, too, but when she said, "Daddy, throw snow at me" who was I to refuse?
I did, in fact, aim for the head. What of it?
I got in a couple of good ones before she questioned the wisdom of her request.
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