First Snow

Ezra loves being outside.  It is his all-consuming goal to be outdoors as much as possible.  Many of his melt-downs are because he can't go outside (it's pouring rain, it's bedtime, we are going in the car to run errands, etc.)  Recently, we had our first snowfall, and wouldn't you know, he wanted to go outside.  I bundled him all up and we went, but he didn't really understand snow.  He wanted to touch the snow, but was quite upset when the white, fluffy stuff turned out to be very, very cold.   

Processing...

What is this?!

I'm not so sure, Mom.  Maybe we can go inside?

The unexpected reality.  (trying to hold the snow)

We went inside about here.  He had his fill.  We tried again a few days later, with gloves.  It turned out much better, although Ezra still isn't especially keen on the cold experience yet.