Eating freshly fallen snow

What's the harm in eating a little snow? Well, that depends on who you ask. I showed this to Benjamin innocently enough one afternoon when we were outside shoveling snow. He really thought this was a cool thing and I didn't think that I'd done anything wrong. After all, I know I tasted quite a bit of snow as a youngster--either voluntarily, and sometimes involuntarily when a ride on the sled didn't quite go as planned.

However, this newfound knowledge came as more than a moment of dismay to his father. Benjamin took every opportunity to grab a handful of snow and have a little impromptu snack. On the way to the car, on the way into the house, on the way into church, on the way out of the store. If a pile was within reach, it was fair game.

It would be pretty comical if it was happening to someone else. Well, I still think it's pretty comical, and part of being a kid, right? As long as Benjamin knows not to eat the yellow snow...