Our morning walk to the bus stop was wintery and wonderful.
I sent 3 kids off on the bus (3 post-snowball fight kids), and wandered back through the fluff with these two.
Like their mama, they happen to be huge fans of snow.
(but what kid isn't really?)
Casualties were minimal- see that reddish nostril? Remnants of a bloody face-plant. But she was totally unaffected, just too excited to be outside.
Danny was just as happy, though had an issue with some wandering snowflakes who found their way right into his eye.
He survived the ordeal, only to be blasted again.
But as much as we love the snow, the warm house was calling us, and we glady answered.
Actually, not all of us were glad... some of us had to be dragged in kicking and screaming after our boots were forcibly removed but, such is life.
Come inside we did, and cozy we were.
It has definitely been a good morning.