It'll be fine if we just bundle up! [She turns around, humming cheerfully as she goes back to digging through the closet; she throws a pair of mittens over her shoulder and lazily winds a scarf around her neck.] The roads are bad, but we're not going anywhere, so it's fine if we stay in the yard.

[She twirls around again, cheerfully placing a hat in that same cotton candy shade on his head and pulling it over his ears.]

So we can go build a snowman and a snow fort and make snow angels and stuff!