This is Miss Montana. But her grandma (me) just calls her Pumpkin, or Pumpkin Darling. Either way, I get totally sickening. But we both love it.
Through rain, sleet, and especially snow, Montana makes her mail run.
It’s so hard to make a snowball with gloves on and you’re still freezing.
Ready. Aim. Somebody’s about to get smacked. Looks like she finally got her ammunition in working order. And how about that diabolical expression.
Tossing snow in the air to make it “snow”.
Here’s a great BIG snowball just for you, courtesy of Miss Montana.
Snow angels, anyone?
Granddaddy makes her a homemade sled and off she goes!
And down she goes, laughing all the way.
Sledding the safe way, with Granddaddy driving.
And that’s the wonderful world of Montana in the wintertime. This was a couple of years ago and my don’t they grow up fast!!