In like a lion...

Since this is my first March ever I am not sure what they mean by, "In like a lion, out like a lamb," because as far as I know lions have nothing to do with snow. Anyway, when we left New York City in February it was cold but clear. By the time we got to Vermont in March it was snowing really hard. Mommy and P-Daddy wouldn't even let me potty at our usual break point because of something about the snow falling too fast. My legs were so stiff and I was so sick of sitting quietly in the car that I started to chew my blanket until Daddy yelled at me. But I got to stretch my legs a bit when we got to Vermont, which was really fun.

This is me in the morning, getting excited about the snow.

We were just in VT last weekend but over the past week we got almost 30 INCHES of snow! The wind had drifted it all over my play deck. It was taller than me, and I'm 28 inches.

OHPLEASEOHPLEASEOHPLEASE CAN I GO PLAY IN THE SNOW???

Sitting and staring forlornly at the snow does work, though by the time Mommy and P-Daddy let me out, the big plows had already come by and cleared a lot of the snow. Still, we were able to find some good games to play.... 

... like CATCH!

By the time I was done playing catch and climbing snow mountains and swimming in the snow, I was pretty well camouflaged. So I decided to pretend I was a polar bear. I really did not want to go inside but Mommy and P-Daddy found me because I am overdue for a bath and because I didn't hide with my face well enough. Oh well. I tried.  Video to come...