Luckily we just picked up snow boots for Owen yesterday, so he had to go break them in.
He put a lot of concentration into making tracks all over the back yard.
And when he was all tuckered out, it was time to come in for a snack.
Snow cones can't be made every day of the year--they're a special treat! My dad used to make them for us when we were little. Fill a bowl with fresh snow that is "clean" and above ground. I got the top layer off the snow on our patio table.
Pour syrup over the top. My dad used to use fruit-flavored pancake syrups. I used fruit juice concentrate.
Add a bit more fresh snow and mix up.The boys loved these. It's all about the novelty, what kid wouldn't?!
3 comments:
cool, my parents never let me eat snow.
Our kids ate snow, but I was not clever enough to think of snow cones. Maybe because I grew up in Idaho and grew tired of the snow. The only thing my parents told me and I shared with my kids was, "Don't eat yellow snow!!!"
What a great idea! Thanks!
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