We've had snow here for a solid week - it's packed down a lot, but there's still more than a foot on the level areas. We probably got two feet plus, overall. It's all lake effect, so most days this week I left home in snow and it was sunny in Ithaca, less than 15 miles away.
Yesterday I brought in a pan of snow for Natasha to play in - her first snow.
"Hmm... what is this stuff Dad's brought in here?"
"It's white and cold..."
"... and I can dig in it, see Dad?"
"Whatever it is, it's
fun!"
"I can even throw the pan!"
Just because there's snow to play in, though, Natasha doesn't want to neglect the shredded paper...
I think Natasha's finally feeling fully at home here. She's started to notice the stuffed bunnies, and has been asserting her dominance as Top Bunny by humping each of them in turn, then running over to me and kissing my face. Obviously, she wants Butter and Borders to know their place and that I'm
hers.
