Ahh... that's my Grandson, he never backs down on an attack. He goes and goes like the pink rabbit.. He accidently got whacked in the eye, and he kept going. I sure thought he would yelp, but no.. he wiped his eye and took off again..
I had to stop him every now and then so I could warm up his beet red hands. He loves the snow.. he laid in it, rolled in it.. pretend falls.. He loves it!!
