The Little Outside

Lani,

This post is so I don't forget that at one time, you called our backyard The Little Outside. Today, while we were walking to preschool in the rain, you were worried that all the snow would melt in the little outside and we wouldn't be able to make a snow man. You really want to make a snow man in the little outside, and have even picked a carrot out of our fridge for a nose. I'm sorry that I refuse to help you do this. We haven't even been home from California, where it was 75 degrees and sunny, for a week, and I just cannot bear to spend any time playing in the cold and snow.

When it was warmer, you asked to ride your scooter in the little outside. For now, Roan pulls you around on a green sled out there, and you pile up snow in small plastic bowls for Snow Snacks (snow with juice poured on it). My apologies that I probably won't be joining you in the little outside until Spring.