It's hard to get a little kid ready to go outside. Especially one that doesn't stop moving. By the time I had him in his snowsuit, I was sweating. By the time he was ready to go outside, he looked like the kid from "A Christmas Story." He could barely move around in his outfit- his boots are a little too big on him (my son has little feet, and I guess we shouldn't have bought the same size as the shoe he wears because those are too big).
He was very excited to be outside, and kept trying to run around like he did in the summer. Unfortunately, he kept falling down, but then he figured out that if he was on the ground he could move the snow around with his hands and feet. He also liked watching the dogs play in the snow. The big excitement was when he saw his swing still hanging up. Have you ever tried to shove a kid into a swing when they're all bundled up for winter? When it came time to get him out, I had to take his boots off, and I decided it was time to go in. His face was red and his nose was running. He cried and cried and cried, because he wanted to go back outside. I felt bad, but I didn't want him to get sicker, you know?
He's going to be excited today when he wakes up and sees that it "'nowed" again. Although he is getting a cold and cough, so I don't know how long we'll play out there today.