Snow!

It has snowed! We are so excited. Come, and listen to the sound of feet in the snow, mama says. We dress up as warm as we can, also with my new gloves, that I am very proud of.

The sound is funny indeed, but more surprised am I to see my feet in the snow: traces, mama says. And then I notice, that my sandpit has disappeared, but I can climb and dance on it. 'America, america!', that is from the Berend Botje song. Berend Botje went sailing, with his little boat to South Laren.... America, three times around, lalala.

Time to go inside, and warm up with a warm bun.