Tucker didn't have any problems with the snow-encrusted football. Then again, I'm pretty sure I've seen him eat Morgan's poop so I'm sure snow in his mouth was a welcome change of pace - change of taste?

Waiting patiently for a tastier-than-poop snowball.

Tucker went back out with the McHusband while we girls stayed warm inside.


Yes, the snow was fun for a day or so, but I'm glad it's not something we have to deal with on a regular basis.
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