Snow fun

After a harrowing drive in the snow and ice yesterday, I finally picked Peanut up from the sitter's. She was whiny thanks to a new round of teeth and her general disdain for being in her car seat. The roads were slick and our neighborhood was especially difficult to navigate with its steep hills covered in at least 6 inches of snow.

After the third attempt to get into the neighborhood with no success, I had enough and told Peanut to stop whining with more frustration in my tone than necessary. Peanut replied back, "Mama told Peanut STOP. Mama told Peanut STOP!"

I softened my tone and said, "Mama loves Peanut. Mama loves Peanut," hoping she would repeat that instead.

She didn't.

But at least we finally got home so that we could play in this today:

Did I say 6 inches?

That's 6 inches by 6 p.m. Friday.
These photos were taken Saturday morning with at least 10 inches.

Down our hill.

Up our hill.

And she loved every minute of it.