Before our recent could spell, we had lots of rain and lots of mud. Alena stared at this particularly attractive bit of mud for at least one minute (in her white pants and new pink coat) before she was persuaded not to jump in. She probably still regrets the lost opportunity.
Shortly after leaving this frozen pond, Eli informed me that it was his first time walking on "wild ice" (as opposed to domesticated ice one finds in an ice rink).
Luke had so much fun on the ice that he managed to keep his coat on for a full ten minutes, even though it was only 32 degrees at the time. Typically, the temperature must drop below 15 degrees to inspire even five minutes of such behavior.
Sammy kept slipping on the ice in his rubber boots (hence, the look on his face) and retreated to a safer shore locale on several occasions.
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