Just a few short days later I had the opportunity to redeem myself, when it dumped 6 inches of snow on us. So, as not to tempt fate to continue dumping snow until those boots got used, off came the tags and we bundled up and went outside.
Before my camera died 5 minutes into our outing, I got a few classic shots of Holden avoiding the camera and pretty much pretending I didn't exist.
Not pictured were our awesome snow angels (blew Holden's mind by the way), beating snow off all the trees with sticks (always a fave), and making snow babies (because there was no way I was attempting a snow man. Plus, if we made a snow man Holden wouldn't have picked it up, cradled it in his arms and sung it Rock A Bye Baby, thereby melting my cold, black winter heart.)
Plus, he got a redo when it dumped ANOTHER 6 inches on us a few days later and Reo took him out to show him how it was done.
Wearing snow boots twice totally justifies the end of snow season, don't you think?