|trying to decide what to make|
|I have an idea!|
|Mr. No's bird|
and then we bundled up and went out to play in the only real snowstorm of the winter. He really wanted to spray the snow with his squirt gun and add a little color to it. Of course, he wanted red since it is his favorite color. It looked like there was a massacre on our front lawn. Seriously. Good thing it was still snowing so it was covered up or the mailman would have been calling the police.
|plotting against me...|
Then it was time for refill with blue this time since it would be a little less disturbing for me to see.
After another snowball assault (the camera spent most of the time inside) and some snow angels, Mr. No decided to build a snowman which turned into a snowmonster. Snowman are too dull for Mr. No.
|posing with his creation that you can barely see between the falling snow and the background|
|evil monster laugh|
|looking innocent but he's really plotting|
By this time the snow was really flying and we we cold and tired, so it was time to go in. Mr. No is not one to refuse a challenge and I guess the wood pile was challenging him to the top.
The wood pile won that challenge and we went inside and had a nice popsicle. Hot cocoa is for wusses! Real kids eat popsicles after freezing their bums off outside! Mr. No is definitely one unique kid!