We went to My Big Backyard's Snowy Nights last week to soak up some last minute Christmas fun. I'm realizing this is the age where Whit will start remembering things- maybe not well, but little glimpses, so I really wanted to do all we could to have a fun Christmas season!
As John put it- poor little Southern kids who have to pay to play in fake snow. So true. But they had a blast playing in the snow made of some sort of Palmolive concoction.
You can't tell it, but he was dancing in the snow.
Some sort of ice skating in some sort of fake ice.