"Come on." He tugs her hand impatiently.

"Where are we going?" She asks, following him.

He smiles excitedly. "We're gonna go make a snowman."

She follows him hesitantly (it's cold out, okay?) as they dress for the weather.

In the end, their snowman is kind of lopsided and one arm is tiny and the other is huge because they couldn't find sticks the same size. Her nose is red and she can't really feel her hands but it's okay because she had a lot of fun.

Plus it was fun to shove snow down his shirt.