Snow Day

So the meteorologists were right. We woke up this morning and there were at least 4 inches of snow. We watched the news for a little bit, trying to catch a glimpse of whether Ethan's daycare was going to be closed like every other school. No such luck.

I did decide to take the day off because I didn't want to risk the drive. The roads were bad enough last night when I got off work that it took us 3 hours to make a 20-mile drive back home. This morning, it took a while for the snowplowers to get to the highways, especially the side roads -- even the garbage trucks decided to take a snow day.

Ethan had never really touched the snow. I mean, up until this week, there really hasn't been much for him to play with. So today, we bundled him up and introduced him to some powder. I thought, why not... the skies had calmed down and it was chilly, but I thought he'd enjoy playing in the snow. Except I don't think the introductions went very well....

He didn't even make an attempt to move... he just a blank, almost confused, look on his face.

My baby looked so cute!


Mommy and daddy had to be ghetto and used a nearby trashcan lid for a makeshift sled.


Of course, the snow was too fluffy that he didn't really slide down anywhere far... but even then, he still denied any expression.


We even tried sitting him down to see if that'll encourage him to play with the snow, until he finally gives us some expression -- just not the one we were looking for.


[In the back porch] we finally get a smile!