After breakfast Claire put on her snowsuit and ran outside. The snow was piled up very high. The doggies had made a path through the snow for her to follow.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, her feet sank into the snow. She walked with her toes pointing out and pointing in.
Claire found a stick and poked it in the snow to make a track.
It was a stick just right for smacking a snow-covered
Down fell the snow – plop! – on top of Claire’s head.
Claire pretended she was a mountain climber. She climbed up a great big tall heaping mountain of snow – and slid all the way down.
Claire was so tired after walking in the snow she took a three hour nap and her Mommy found time to blog.
We tried to paint some of the snow in the yard a la Keats’ illustrations but Claire found it much more fun to just dig through the colors.
And here is one last goofy picture from our day, hopefully it makes YOUR day – it certainly cracks me up when I look at it. :)