No, I didn't take the kids out in -9 degrees. But as soon as the temp crept up towards 25, out we went on Sunday. The snow was powdery, so no snowman, but we had a good time flopping around and making snow food in their play house, which stays outside. Everything went great until Helen took off her mittens, got cold, got upset and cried, threw up from being upset and crying, and had to be put to bed at 11:30 am. The funny thing is that being in the snow is as fun as I always remembered it to be, and I regret not playing in it more every year. I won't make that mistake again.
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