I'm a bad mama. I tried (one time) to get the new kidlettes out into the snow. I got both into their snowsuits, and then realized that I had absolutely no freaking idea where the tiny snowboots were, and absolutely no freaking energy to go hunting for them. Off came the snowsuits, and the newbies were relegated to watching the biglettes (thoughts? nah.) cavort in the drifts through the back window. The following photo adventure reflects the sum total of snow exposure the newbies have had since arriving home 7.5 weeks ago. I swear I will unearth the darn snowboots before spring arrives. Isweariswearisweariswearipinkyswear.