The weekend before Thanksgiving brought our first snow. Conor went outside to play in it, but didn't last more than 5 or 10 minutes before he got too cold. Grandpa was doing some yardwork out there, but no one else went out to play with him so I can't blame him. Riley had just woken from a nap, but as soon as she saw him, she wanted to go out too. So as I got all her snow gear (and mine) ready to take her out, Conor came in and said he was done. Go figure. He had fun for a short while catching snowflakes on his tongue and making snow angels. The snow melted within a few days, but was pretty and got us excited for the holidays.
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