Ada has this habit of hating something until she loves it. No grey area. She would not go near the pool until she decided she loved it and wanted to jump in the deep end, repeatedly, with no ability to swim. Snow has been the same. She hated it, would not walk on a sidewalk that had snow on it, and the first time Dan tried to take her out to play in it, she spent longer getting dressed than she did outdoors. The closest she came to touching the snow was laying on top of him, screaming, while he laid in the snow.
She’s loved the *fashion* part of winter from the very beginning.
But it wasn’t until this weekend that the switch flipped and she decided she is, indeed, a person who plays outside in the snow.
I suppose it’s possible that like the rest of us, she’s maybe just resigned herself to a winter that is never ever going to end.