snow day

bryan and i often scheme up what we believe to be exciting outings and activities for our girls. however, summer has a very delicate inner balance that does not tolerate the "new" and "exciting" very well. we know this, of course, from past experience, but still, it has not hindered our attempts at creating memories through good, clean, forced family fun.

so for christmas this year, we got the girls a pull sled and fully outfitted them for the snow. we drove up snoqualmie pass to the snow park and naively expected a grande olde time.

afton, as usual, was a champ. she loved being bundled and pulled and carried in her dad's pack.

summer, though, had other plans.

at first, she was thrilled. she loved getting on her gear, and she soon ran up the snow bank to frolic and, naturally, eat some snow. but somewhere in the midst of all this seemingly happy behavior, it happened. she flipped the switch. an unknown, unnamed force disturbed her zen.

she wretched and threw herself onto the snow. she screamed. she cried. she refused her gloves. nothing could calm her. nothing could quell her newfound, deep-rooted hate for all things snow.

it was over.

so we went home.

i imagine we'll give our sweet summer a week's worth of respite before beginning the torture anew.