To say Natasha was thrilled would be a major understatement.
The kid covered the playground with snow angels. She wasn't even wearing snow pants - when I let her out it was already pretty late and I figured she'd play for 20 minutes. Wrong. Wearing just jeans and tights, she laid in the snow and flapped her little arms and legs for nearly an hour.
I was cold just looking at her, but she reminded me of the days when I could run around in the snow until I couldn't feel my rear and still have to be coaxed to come inside. Kids really do keep us young. Younger, anyway.