
Today we visited
Snow Mountain, as you can see by the pictures. It was a lot of fun, but, as you might expect, a bit short-lived.
Miss Fuss had a sort of agitated day, and she didn't have much enthusiasm. She didn't want to eat much and her naps were just functional at best. Even when we went up to Daddy's office for social hour and hot chocolate, Little Monster wasn't really into it. She ate a little bit and had a few
li'l crunchies, but mostly she just lolled in her chair.

Then we went up to the mountain and played a little bit in the snow. We saw snowshoes and helped build a snow castle. Snow is a weird, funny substance, not quite water and not quite... whatever it was we thought we were grabbing. We watched the lights on the snowbanks from the deck, where we warmed up a little bit. Wee Goblin was kind of cold, but she really got a kick out of riding the sled down the hill with Mama. Of course, Mama wasn't exactly familiar with how snow worked, either, so just walking through it was an adventure of its own.
By the time we started to head home, Baby Girl's tears turned into chuckles, and after we got out of our nice, warm bath, she was all giggles and smiles.
Probably because she peed on the bed like a little heathen.
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