Claire loves playing outside in the snow. She’ll roll around and try to catch snowflakes on her tongue. While I was shoveling the driveway, she was attempting to make a snowman. It didn’t pack too well and I told her it looked like a Hershey’s Kiss. When I was done shoveling, she put the officially named “Hershey” snowman on the garage freezer and came inside.
Caked in snow, I told her to take off anything that was wet. She promptly stripped down and announced from another room:
I’m only wearing a bandaid and my hair.