snowpocalypse warrior

We had a gigantic snow storm not too long ago. Ender had just learned from Mommy how to eat snow, and couldn't resist the all you can eat buffet of tasty New Jersey snow on the sidewalks outside of our building.

It took Ender a while to accept that snowflakes were going to keep hittng him in the face no matter how hard he glared at the storm.


Not only did Ender learn how to make snowballs, he learned how to throw snowballs. He ate as many snowballs as he threw, thus diminishing his status as a fearsome winter warrior.


His aim sucks, but what he lacks in accuracy he makes up for in appetite.


It's not the size of your snowball that matters, it's your aim that counts the most. Unfortunately for Ender, daddy not only makes bigger snowballs, but can throw them a lot better.


The remnants of Daddy's snowball piled on Ender's head, and the remnants of Ender's snowball melting in his mouth.


Some video of the hungry winter warrior.