the fury....

We got a big snow tube for Khloe for Christmas.




She loves riding it around the house.....so of course I couldn't wait to get her outside in all the snow and let her ride around in it. So after about a half hour of putting on layer after layer of clothes (the only thoughts going through my head were of Ralphie's brother in the Christmas Story..... "I can't put my arms down.") we headed outside . Only to put Khloe in her tube and have her start screaming and crying....

picked her up....

put her back in the tube....

more screaming and crying.....

picked her up...

put her back in the tube again...

more screaming and crying...

picked her up....

walked inside....

more screaming and crying because she wants to go back out.

By this point you can about imagine that any patience I had left for this situation had been spent. So Troy being the patient man that he is scooped her back up and headed out to the front yard this time. Which is where I got this picture.....

This was the split second Khloe was in the tube with no tears and no screaming....

and then Troy promptly hit a bump and our little girl fell face first into the snow.

More screaming and crying.

The end.