Last winter, my Aunt Carrie got Ryan an amazing snowsuit. At the time, it was huge on Ryan and I was thrilled that it would last through 2 winters. We have not gotten much snow this year and Ryan has only worn the snowsuit once, back in the first week of January. The city got its first real accumulation of the year on Friday and Ryan finally got to go out and play in the snow. Grandma was over and usually on Friday mornings when Grandma is there, we all go downstairs, meet Uncle Michael and walk up to the bus stop together. We decided that even though it was snowing, Grandma and Ryan would still come down to see Uncle Mike so we could all see if Ryan liked the snow. Well, the snowsuit is too small now and it is up Ryan's butt, but he LOVES the snow and the snowsuit didn't seem to make him uncomfortable. Here he is waiting to go out and walking up the street with Uncle Michael.


Saturday, I bundled Ryan up again thinking this may be our last chance to play in the snow this winter (and the last day I would be able to zip the snowsuit over his belly), and we went out to play. I don't remember the last time I laughed so hard. Ryan kept throwing himself in the snow and laughing.

Two little boys tried to teach Ryan how to make snow angels. Some other boys let Ryan "help" them make a snowman. A little girl was nice enough to let us borrow her sled. I only pulled Ryan around in it and he laughed so hard he almost fell out of the sled. There are not many hills in the city, but Stuy Town has a few and they were packed with kids. The bottoms of the hills were equally packed with parents, eagerly waiting to stop their kids from sledding in to the road at the bottom of the hill.

"Someone" keeps asking me when I will put more video on the blog. The best video I have of Ryan in the snow is on my video camera and I will have to figure out how to upload that, but in the meantime, hopefully this will do.