It snowed like crazy a few days ago, but we were holed up sick. I hoped you would be better in time to enjoy this massive snowfall and this morning, you woke up happier than you have the last 6 days. It's clear you're turning a corner - still not 100%, but doing so much better! Better enough that we all bundled up to play in the snow a bit.
You were a little hesitant - although who can blame you when the snow came up to your knees in some spots! Your daddy put on a little show for you, climbing to the top of the mound at the corner of our driveway created by the snow plow and then pretending to fall off. You found this hilarious.
You wanted me to climb up to the top of the mound with you. So we did.
|Unfortunately, our dismount was not nearly as acrobatic as Daddy's - much to your disappointment.|
I wrote your name in the snow. Daddy showed you that snow was good for eating. Franny bounded around like the happiest dog in the world. You took it all in, observing cautiously, blinking in the sunlight reflecting brightly off the snow and occasionally shoving handfuls of snow (that I silently prayed hadn't been peed on) into your mouth.