Saturday night brought me two unexpected items of note:-
1. A drunken teenager (less said, the better here).
2. The first snow of the year.
So, as Sunday broke, the boys set to with white warfare and the wee one explored (her second ever encounter with snow) with her fingertips.
The mutts were unconvinced about the whole affair, it seemed.
Little Missy, however, was quite sure. She no likey dat snowballs.