Everyone is probably wondering what happened when we got home. Turns out the snow came with us. According to the little people that live in the box in our living room, we have 13 inches outside. That's taller than I am. (Okay, so it's not exactly taller than me, but it is taller than my legs are long. Have you ever had to drag your belly through snow. I didn't think so.) After I went outside this morning, I decided that I would spend the rest of the day resting.
Ferb, however, is very interested in the white stuff outside. He's been sitting near the patio door looking at it. And yes, he sleeps on two pillows. He's such a little princess.
Finally, Mommy and Daddy opened the door so Ferb could see what the fuss was about.
He went outside for just a second, but quickly came back inside. I guess Ferb doesn't like snow either.
You can see his footprints on the balcony from where he jumped outside and then jumped back inside.
Me, I'm spending my day on the couch. Where I belong. Snow doesn't excite me any more.