Snow? Well...kind of...

Seventeen degrees is what Mommy's outdoor thermometer said this morning when we were checking to see if we got any snow. It's freezing cold, but we only got a TINY bit of snow. Mommy says it hardly counts as my first snow.

Regardless, Mommy wrapped me up and we went outside to take pictures. Here's me, looking like a burrito, in the snow!

Mommy says maybe we'll get "real" snow at Christmas time when we're at Grandma Lou and Grandpa Jere's house. She said Grandpa Jere has a snowplow, and when I'm old enough, I can help plow the driveway. I think I might be old enough right now. I'll have to check with Grandpa Jere.

Enough about the snow...or lack there of...

Yesterday I made Mommy really excited! She was playing with me while I was lying on my changing table. Mommy held up a toy and I grabbed it all by myself! Then I shook the toy to hear the little beads shake. Mommy was so excited!!! She called Daddy right away to share the news (he's on a trip). Oh how easy it is to impress my parents--they are so easy!