We’ve been extremely lucky to be among the 30 percent in Little Rock to have power throughout Snowpocalipse 2012 and its aftermath. But it’s kept me pretty busy at work at the newspaper in the past week, so I missed the children’s first foray outside — it lasted about 1.5 minutes.
The second venture was equally brief. The babies were well prepared, with brand new coats from their Papaw for Christmas. But Ava refused to wear a coat — as she does every day, pretty much — so a new sweatercoat from her Uncle Morgan and Aunt Anna was as good as it got.
No snowmen making, no sledding, no playing for us. We got outside, and all we got was this:
And this:
And then we went back inside.
Clearly my Nebraskan genes were not showing through here. These kids are all Southern.
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Josie played in the snow for a bit and then started yelling something that I finally figured out was “Inside, Mama! Inside!”
At least they looked cute while they were standing outside in the snow. Love those coats!