It snowed last night around midnight- big, fluffy flakes that held a lot of promise, but all is pretty much melted as I type this at 11:30am. We managed a few shots as Aidan attempted to build a "snow track" with his Thomas bits and bobs. It all worked out because he was complaining about cold hands after about ten minutes and elected to go inside and strip out of two layers back down to his jammies.

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[Aunt Shelby]

I wish I could comment on the "Daily Aidan"s he's too cute!