Like most of us who live here in New England--he seems to have a love/hate relationship with snow.
Well, initially it was more hate than love.
...and build things!...or watch your mom and dad build things while your sister supervises--but fun nonetheless. Now he stands diligently without complaining as I put on layer after layer of gear-I guess he thinks that the snowpants and gloves are worth getting to climb the snowdrifts without me telling him to get down.
It only took 1 snowball for Mike to understand why snow is really cool. Chucking ice at each other? and it is sanctioned by the grown-ups? Count him in.
Wait until he finds out about snowboarding.
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