When I was a little girl in Rochester, I would play for hours and hours in the snow. But my offspring only made it 15 minutes before whining about being too cold and wanting to come back inside. They’re soft, I tell ya’!
When I was a little girl in Rochester, I would play for hours and hours in the snow. But my offspring only made it 15 minutes before whining about being too cold and wanting to come back inside. They’re soft, I tell ya’!
I know, mine are wimps about the cold too. And my stories of walking a mile to school, up hill both ways, in snow taller than me with bread bags inside my boots don’t phase them…
I remember winters in Buffalo where my mother – Amy’s Aunt Jinny would bundle the 5 of us and put us out in the snow. We never wanted to come in and played in the snow for hours. It was soooooo much fun!!
My boys never did that!!! Yes they are delicate!!!!