After Collin's nap on Saturday, we took him to Winter Fest, a free celebration at a local high school. The big attraction was "snow," but when we arrived, the five-and-under area was pretty icy. Collin was not impressed.

While we waited for a fresh layer of "snow" to be added, we visited the attractions. My sweet tentative boy was very unsure in the petting zoo, holding onto me with a death grip as very tame chickens, goats and pigs ran around.

Right before we left for Winter Fest - which was 5 minutes away - we changed Collin's diaper. And since we expected to be there no longer than an hour, I failed to bring any spares. What a mistake. Of course in the car ride over, Collin had a dirty diaper. But we weren't going to let that stop his first snow experience.
Unfortunately it was the WORST dirty diaper of Collin's existence. And so in the petting zoo, the pigs wouldn't leave him alone, sniffing at his rear and the smelly load he was carrying. We quickly made our escape, and the snow was ready for us to partake.

Even with slightly improved snow, Collin was not pleased. Not pleased at all that his mom would make him sit in the cold, wet stuff in a DIRTY diaper for a picture. Not pleased when we threw small pieces in the air. Not pleased as we helped him try to walk in it. Not pleased until he was home, post-bathtub, warm and clean.
Notice the ReddyIce truck in the background - the source of the Texas snow? Last week I was in Columbus, OH and was giddy about all the snow - and so thankful that my Canadian boss was traveling with us to drive in it. But as I was snapping pictures with my iPhone, my boss scornfully regarded me as "such a southerner."
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