It might have been the timing...
14 inches of snow on the ground. 8 a.m. Just woke up from a nice, long sleep. Spent 20 minutes struggling to get on the coat, hat, boots, mittens and warm under layers. Jack was in the snow for 15 seconds -- 5 of which was spent face down -- before we all went back inside.
We'll try again next time. It is Denver, after all. We'll have plenty of chances to introduce Jack to winter weather.
I admit that it must be hard to enjoy so much snow when you can't walk and when your boots and your mittens keep falling off and your hat is in your eyes and your mom is pointing a camera at you. Also, how am I supposed to explain snow angels to someone who hasn't mastered "bye bye" yet?!
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