It's Sarah K.K., back with another installment of Toddler Thursday ...

I saw Terri Peters' snow haiku entry, and just had to write about it this week:

Toddler's first big snow
Bundled up and headed out
He cried the whole time

My toddler wasn't quite as traumatized, but, as you can tell from the photo above, he wasn't into it. I took Isaac out on Sunday (his half-birthday, as it turns out), and he was pretty much mystified. He looked around and then looked at me like, "What the heck do you want me to do here?" I showed him that he could stomp around in it and knock down the drift against the fence. He half-heartedly kicked some. I ran into a waist-deep pile of snow and twirled around and tried to get him to walk over toward me through the path I'd made. I threw some snowballs. No go.

Finally, I looked at his red little face and asked if he wanted to go back inside, and he did an about-face and started booking it back toward the front door. This from a kid who has "outside" high on his list of favorite concepts.

Maybe next time!

(Photo by me)