January 8, 2011

Frosted

This morning Ada and I tried to go play in the snow with a backpack carrier. By the time we got her snowsuit, boots and hat on, squeezed her into the carrier, and started in on all the buckles and straps, her patience ran out. I gave up on the mission and hauled her back out, but then she fell in the snow and grabbed a metal railing with her naked hands to pull herself up. 

She was really distressed, poor mite, and went around the house crying with her hands outstretched for ten minutes. Later while we were colouring I drew this picture. You can see her crayon line up there on the right.
I won't leave her mitts for last again!

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