A few weeks ago my folks bought me a pair of baby snow bibs with a matching jacket from Columbia 'cuz it was on sale and they thought it would be cool to take me to the mountain to get some photographs of me in snow. So that's what we did this morn. We got up early, bundled up into some warm clothes, and headed out. Sure was a long drive but I was sporting my new duds and my new shoes so I was okay with that for the most part.
My mommy put me in the snow but I didn't much care for that. It was cold. And wet. And cold. And blinding my little eyeballs into oblivion. Oh, and I was missing one shoe. Little sucker came off.
So she picked me back up again.
Before my parents realized the snow was burning my infant eyeballs, they showed me the chair lift and I was like, "What? You 'spect me to sit on that?" Dude, I don't think so.
Then mommy handed me to pops so she could get some pictures of the mountain.
I was still minus one shoe.
Beauty the wonder dog came with us and she really liked the snow. It didn't burn her eyeballs 'cuz she is like nearly 100 years old in dog years or something. She's old.
On the way home, we stopped in the Columbia Gorge 'cuz I was a bit cranky. You'd be cranky too if your eyes were suffering from near snowblindedness.
It's embarrassing but my parents had me wearing green socks, an ivory onesie with orange trim, and a light blue hat with Bruno the Timberline dog on it.
I was pretty excited when I discovered the local flora. This flower was way tinier than me.
My mommy put me in the snow but I didn't much care for that. It was cold. And wet. And cold. And blinding my little eyeballs into oblivion. Oh, and I was missing one shoe. Little sucker came off.
So she picked me back up again.
Before my parents realized the snow was burning my infant eyeballs, they showed me the chair lift and I was like, "What? You 'spect me to sit on that?" Dude, I don't think so.
Then mommy handed me to pops so she could get some pictures of the mountain.
I was still minus one shoe.
Beauty the wonder dog came with us and she really liked the snow. It didn't burn her eyeballs 'cuz she is like nearly 100 years old in dog years or something. She's old.
On the way home, we stopped in the Columbia Gorge 'cuz I was a bit cranky. You'd be cranky too if your eyes were suffering from near snowblindedness.
It's embarrassing but my parents had me wearing green socks, an ivory onesie with orange trim, and a light blue hat with Bruno the Timberline dog on it.
I was pretty excited when I discovered the local flora. This flower was way tinier than me.
3 comments:
Poor Henry.
You went looking for snow?
It's in the forecast for us tonight. Yup. April 27th and it's supposed to snow. And we are. not. in. the. mountains. Or Alaska.
Cousins sharing firsts over the weekend! Miss Amelia was blinded by sand, instead of snow! She had her first trip to the beach and it sounds very similar to Henry's story, only with sand not snow. How fitting! :)
Guess Antarctic explorer is not on the top of Mr. Henry's "what I want to be when I grow up" list. What a budding naturalist though!
Hope he found his shoe.
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