We got about six inches of snow overnight Friday, which is a heck of a lot for North Carolina. I was hoping Conrad would enjoy it, but so far, not so much. I think it's the uncertainty of the footing that bothers him. We went out yesterday and he immediately fell over about five times, then wanted to be carried. Can't say as I blame him. It's no fun feeling like you're not in control of your feet.
We tried it again today and he was over it after about five minutes (so today's time-getting-dressed-to-time-in-the-snow ration was more like 6:1). I think he only humored me for the promise of hot chocolate.
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