On December 22 we drove the 14 1/2 hours to Ennis, Montana to spend Christmas with Grandpa Rick and Grandma Ida. It was a marathon journey but we made it all the way over the mountains with very little trouble.
Matthew's first order of business on the 23rd was to get outside and play in the snow. Ennis usually doesn't have a lot of snow but we got lucky and they got about a foot a day or two before we arrived. The weather was perfect: just below freezing so the snow stayed but warm enough that Matthew could happily play outside.
As soon as he was out the front door (and had managed to navigate the ice patch) he was into the snow.
Pick it up and throw it was the order of the day. He is wearing sunglasses because we discovered on a trip to Alberta that he is really sensitive to the glare off the snow.
Throwing snow at the house because I told him he couldn't throw it at me.
Throwing snow at Daddy who was happy to throw it back.
Sissy and Beau Grandpa Rick and Grandma Ida's two 7 month old golden retrievers we got to spend the holidays with.
Following the dogs into the deeper snow.
Daddy rescuing Matthew from being overtaken by the dogs.
So happy to be outside throwing snow.
Until he got a little too much on his face. This is completely self inflicted.
Happy to be inside again eating sugar cookies.
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