To fight cabin fever, we went out to play. In the deep, deep snow. Actually, this was before the snowing was over; we've got 17 inches, now, and I think these pictures were taken around 12 inches.
She couldn't walk far in the thigh-deep snow, and when she tipped into a drift, I thought it would be time to go in. Instead, flipped over and dogpaddled through the snow.Then she rolled over again, buried her legs and laughed hysterically. It's goods to have a four year old around to remind me of the joy of snowstorms.