The light was low...it was quite pretty out. Dad found a little hill and made me chase snow balls up and down the hill....'til mom said it was getting too dark (forgot our headlamps) and needed to hike out.
A day later, there was NEW SNOW! And, with one of my Christmas present balls, we played lots of hide-the-ball-in-the-snow! We lost it a few times, but always determined to find it again, and we did.
Mom's gloves served as great hide-in-snow toy too! Sorry mom, you don't really need this do you?
I loved trying to jump up into the snow banks....wasn't always successful!