With the latest impressive snowfall, Daphne insisted on shoveling with daddy. With daddy's creative thinking, we realized we had a perfect Daphne's sized shovel- the garden shovel, and she began her hard work.
She also insisted that mommy could not help but that I had to instead make snow angels while daddy and her shoveled.
I think she is going to give us a run for our money in about 10 more years... as if she isn't doing that now :-)
Slow work for that girl... at least she thinks she's helping.
Before the next expected Christmas snow fall, I had to post pics of what magic the first snow of the season was for Daphne last week (I have always loved our kitchen window, but I am a little obsessed with it now that we have a toddler).
"Gasp"... "Look outside!"
"Is snow-weeen!"
When Santa came to our Christmas Eve party last year, Daphne was not the biggest fan.
She does fine with Santa Clause in public places... but she is NOT ok with him in the private of our home. At least as of one year ago.
But, last year when she got to see Santa, she did fine- in public.
And, she did fine this year as well. She might not look happy, but she loved it...
She did refuse to smile the whole time, but I promise she was happy.
She refused to look at Santa, but she loved him so much.
When she got down from his lap, she was given a present, but all she wanted was "Santa again? Santa again?". She could have cared less about her present! I can't wait to see how it will go when Santa visits our Christmas Eve party at Grandma and Poppa's this year. Promise I will post pictures! :-)
Before it got cold, we decided to have a camp out in the back of Momma and Poppa's yard (in case things didn't go well, then we could come inside). It worked beautifully and I think we're all just waiting till it gets warm enough again to do it all over! Here are some fun pics!
Lily and Audrey played with us too (Audrey unfortunately didn't get pictured).
Don't you love that Daphne's belly is sticking out. She just can't help that thing!
Flashlights, s'mores, banana boats and Poppa reading by the campfire. Ahhh... perfect.
