I’m not a fan of snow and cold—I’m still bitter from all those years living in the snow belt in NW Pennsylvania—but who could resist the joy and wonder of a toddler exploring the freshly fallen snow? This stuff is pretty rare down in Nashville so I bundled her up and we headed out to play before breakfast.
Ali’s reaction to tasting an icicle: “Mmm…tastes like popsicles from the ‘frigerator!”
And then by the afternoon it was all melted. Thank God!
I’ll be away for the next week or so enjoying the holidays with my people. Merry Christmas to you and yours!