Dressing for the snow is no small endeavor...especially with two toddlers who wrestle their way out of every diaper change. But, everyone knows that a toddler who is truly loved must look like a bloated starfish before leaving the house when snow is on the ground, so I gathered the necessary articles of squibwear and got down to business.
To keep everyone snug and dry, I wrestled the squibs into
two pairs of footie pajamas
two pairs of socks
two pairs of snowpants
two zipped fleece sweatshirts
two sets of ziploc bags for feet
two pairs of boots
two sets of ziploc bags for hands
two pairs of mittens
two earflap hats
two winter coats
and snapped up two hoods.
We waddled out into the yard and after two seconds...
which quickly became...
I thought he might be too warm and annoyed by the difficulty of moving like a human pillow, so I stripped him of a few layers.
It looked like the solution.
So, we delivered Biggs from the snowy land of rage by plopping him back into the playroom.
Pudge made quite sure, however, that I knew of her intentions to remain outside.
Since a sliding glass door separates our playroom from the backyard and I was able to keep both temperatures of squibs in sight, I let her stay outside.
She was in a snowy paradise.
She played everywhere she usually does in snowless conditions, but also took advantage of the weather and whipped up a batch of snowballs.
This required lots of careful measuring and stirring...
She said they were delicious...one of her best batches.
I'm afraid Biggie was unavailable to sample the snowy wonders...
...so he'll just have to take Pudge's word for it.