First you gotta pull on the snow pants.
And, yes, that IS pretty exciting.
Then there is the heavy coat and boots.
Then you fall over by the sheer weight of your mother’s love and insulation. You are unable to get back up.
Then you are picked up, taken outside, and plopped into a snow bank.
And you soon realize that your drool is starting to form a long and frozen beard, connecting your chin and lips to your coat. (Click on picture to zoom in for detail.)
That’s when you decide you’d rather take off all this winter gear …
… and go play inside, where you can actually stand up after you fall down and the drool flows freely.
Winter is overrated.
Friday, January 8, 2010
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