So much for the early spring

So much for the predicted 8-12 inches of snow. Try 18 inches. At least. Some scenes from the blizzard of '06 (all quotes directly from Scooter Pie himself):



"Mommy! 'Now. The weather is 'now!"



"Come, Mommy! It 'nowed in back, too!"



"No funky 'nowpants! No!"

Shortly after getting all geared up for fun in the snow, the snowpants and boots proved to be too much for Liam. He tripped and fell headfirst into the doorframe. Hard. All plans for outdoor fun were abandoned at that point. We decided to bake bread instead.



"Bread is good. Bread dough? No! Yucky! Baby's head has boo-boo. Come, Mommy. Mommy must kiss boo-boo. Now."

Note the doorframe-shaped cuts and the bruise on the poor kid's forehead.



What to do while the bread's in the oven?

"Watch traffic wif Casey! Casey help Scooter Pie eat cookies!"



And after the bread is baked?

"Wash dishes wif 'pray thing. In sink. No! No wawa in eyes! Need funky glasses!"

Liam is clearly the son of chemists. Who else would demand eye protection while washing dishes? He must have read the MSDS for water. Especially the part where it says to seek medical aid if eye contact occurs.

And the question on everyone's mind tonight? We're wondering if tomorrow will be Liam's first ever school snow day.