Strollers and snow/ice don't mix, but a Radio Flyer wagon... well, that's another story. Thanks to this awesome Christmas present from Papa (my dad), we got outside today for a walk through the neighborhood and a chance to brush off a little bit of our cabin fever.
No surprise, she likes to reach down to touch the wheels and the dirt.
Is there anything much better than that feeling of a beautiful walk outside after days, weeks, months cooped up inside with stale air? Blue-skied days like these are a blessing to be treasured during a Nebraska winter.
I treasured every moment of this stroll.