Bundled up, ready to play in the snow, we walk out into the cold.
I'm on a mission to get some outdoor decorations up. Eddie is on a mission to do what he does best....dig up the snow, put it in the dump truck, dump it out. Apparently playing in the winter calls for the same games as summer :)
We were both doing well, until...well....I'm not quite sure what happened. I think the mister probably got too cold, but didn't want to go inside, and when I was done with the decorations on his house, he was in a full out meltdown. I told him if he could stand next to his house and say "cheese" we would go inside and get hot chocolate. As you can see, the tantrum (about going inside) is still going strong, but he is following the rest of the instructions and saying "cheese" while crying!
And so, in the light of the christmas tree, Eddie has his first taste of hot chocolate.
It was love.
Pure, insane toddler love.
Until the time came when the cup was *almost* empty. Then it was pure, insane toddler tantrum that his beloved hot chocolate was almost gone.
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