Not pictured are the five minutes we spent yelling at the dog to come back after he charged headlong out of the door, knocking Jack over in the process. It was like you could almost hear his three brain cells screaming "MUST EAT SNOW. MUST EAT SNOW!'
We failed to consider the fact that Jack would be big enough to sled this year, but hopefully we can pick up a sled for him before the snow all melts away.
Luke was a little overwhelmed by the bright sun reflecting off the snow, bit after a few minutes he was all smiles again.
Jack had a blast using his squirt bottle to turn the snow blue (this was a big hit with the neighbor kids too!).
Jack and Daddy set out together to shovel the sidewalk...which was really cute. I had to laugh as Jack made Matt switch shovels with him several times until he finally settled on the green one.
We live in a townhouse community, so the majority of the plowing is done by a gang of dudes on four-wheelers rigged up with a plow in front. All the guys really needed to shovel was out front walkway and our itty bitty little porch.
(Luke and I headed inside to warm up, and then I did end up taking Jack in midway through shoveling...it was SO cold out, I started doing the worried momma thing and brought him in for Chocolate Milk.)
After some guidance from Daddy, Jack got the hang of sliding his shovel under the snow.