As soon as they had their boots on, the boys were climbing a hill of snow. Downers that their folks are, they had to come back to the truck to get their coats on. As soon as they were zipped up, they were in the snow again. Once the slowpokes were ready, we headed over to the intertube run.
The line moved quite slow, so we took our places while Dad got the tickets. We barely moved, and the princess was not impressed with standing and watching the snow, but not being able to run about. While we waited, she tried the intertube merry-go-round...and wasn't at all impressed by how cold her 'diaper' got. Once she calmed down I asked if her diaper was wet, and she said no, not anymore. Which cracked me up. It really is time to potty train when a the kid thinks her butt is a diaper!