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Brunch and Snowshoes

Lately I've been trying to pick out meals based off of things we have in our pantry. In the summer we base our meals off of vegetables from the garden or farmers market. We have a lot of cranberries in our freezer that I want to use up. I found a recipe for cranberry scones that I thought we could have for breakfast.

I was all, "You're baking for breakfast. That's going to take forever."

I've always baked my scones in circle form. I think scone pans are silly. 

Since we were going to go on an adventure today I threw together our leftover chilaquiles. 

While Scott was out shoveling and chatting with the neighbors, I got Meadow dressed for our outdoor fun. And why yes that would be a 3-6 month snowsuit she's wearing.

She's 16 and 1/2 months by the way.

We were going to go to one of the regional parks in the area. The only ones that had trails open were 40 minutes away. It was a bit cold outside so I didn't want to drive far out if Meadow hated it. We settled on Crosby Farm in St Paul instead.

I don't really like snowshoeing on trails. The whole point of snowshoes is make your own path through the woods.

Brooke got these classic snowshoes from Grandma Lungwitz. Since they were bigger than mine and Brooke was carrying Meadow we all upgraded today.

A group of people walking by asked if our little one had snowshoes and I said she does actually. She just has to wait for Christmas and get used to wearing her snow gear first.

It's not too often that we go snowshoeing when the Mississippi hasn't iced over yet.

The snow was only six inches deep. Even cutting through the woods was easy.

Wood ones are definitely heavier, but the seemed to displace the snow very well..

Meadow stayed warm behind me. We ended up taking her glasses off because they were steaming up.

Everyone else was just hiking in their boots along the trails.



I know I'm biased because she's my daughter, but I think she's beautiful.

For dinner we made some hearty soup.

Cheddar cheese and broccoli. I felt like I was eating queso dip with a spoon.

After dinner we built towers with Meadow.

She likes any excuse to get on top of that table. Can't wait until she listens better. For now, I guess I'll enjoy her silliness.

Comments

Amanda said…
3-6 month snow suit?? What!?

I think the pictures of Meadow in the snowsuit are just gorgeous...I love the white on her.

Did she do good while snowshoeing? I like the huge blocks she has. I love the stuff you guys do...I want to be a part of that and do creative things! :) If you respond to me, is there a way you can tell me so I get it?!

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