We had a second ice storm this winter, leading Max to no longer believe that snow is real -- everything is ice according to him.
Watching the sleet/rain/ice/snow/whatever it was come down.
After we got dressed and headed outside, it was time for snow (ice?) angels!
Max's technique was more of a sideways scissor kick (it's a work in progress).
Trying to catch snow(ice?)flakes on their tongues.
Putting some finishing touches on their snowman.
Someone was NOT pleased when I announced it was time to go inside and eat lunch!
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