It's my first time officially in the snow.
My mom is here to take pictures. You can see her up there in the reflection on the window.
I'm pretty excited about my outfit and have been following my mom around the house dragging pieces of it saying, "On, on! Peeeeeze, Mama. A boot!"
All that persistence has finally paid off.
The snow is nice and frozen, so it's easy for me to walk on.
These boots are really awkward, and my mom doesn't have mittens that really fit, so she just used a pair to sort of plug up the end of my sleeves.
Instead of hands, I have stumps.
Which makes getting back up with all these layers.... challenging.
My mom is just standing there watching me while I flail around like Bambi trying to stand up for the first time.
She says it's good for my character.
Whatever that means.
Wait~ she was right, I did it!
This is one of my big brothers.
When the two big bossy ones are at school, he's in charge.
He likes to lead me around like a puppy and show me stuff.
Until I fall down again.
Then I'm on my own.
Which is fine, because I have a lot of exploring to do.