Seriously now. It's completely beautiful outside.
Ash spent the morning begging me to come outside and play. Finally, at around noontime I gave in and we ventured out.
Since last night's post, we received a gift of like 3 to 4 more inches of snow. It's amazing how fast things can change. One week ago we were walking around without jackets. Now I'm bundled up in my new parka, romping around in several inches of snow. What?
Where are my toesies?
I really think that winter is only beautiful when you don't have to drive in it. And the fact that Karaoke Friday is in walking distance excites me to no end. I mean, come on. Running through the snow with a group of awesome friends while inebriated sounds utterly fantastic, doesn't it?
Mommm. Can we pleeeease play now?
There's nothing cuter than my baby, Ash in the winter. He may be 6 years old now. But that's not stopping him from acting like a puppy when there's snow on the ground.
It makes me insanely happy to see him like this. I think he's happy I'm home all day to cater to his playful whims. And to bake cookies that he can sniff. And to snug. Mostly to snug.
Seriously, look at this face.
I'm so excited to finally be enjoying seasons that aren't summer. I still hate snow when it comes to travel. And when it gets all slushy and gross. And when it covers my car. But right now, it's not terribly cold. And there aren't too many foot prints ruining the blanket of fresh snow. So I'm happy.