So look at this face... all excited about going out into the snow... the first REAL snow of the season... could that smile get any bigger???
He even convinced Daddy to go out with him.... okay... Daddy was gonna shovel the drive.... but he still got whacked pretty handily with a snowball!
This morning I wondered how I ever thought that snow was a good thing as a child... then I was reminded... it meant NO SCHOOL!!! And while I might not have liked to play in the snow (although I DID play in the snow)... it meant a day filled with wonder. And I guess the older I've gotten, the more that sense of wonder has escaped me.
Maybe I just need to take a little more time to look into the eyes of a child and remember what that first snow felt like.... might make all the difference, huh?
Maybe I just need to take a little more time to look into the eyes of a child and remember what that first snow felt like.... might make all the difference, huh?
1 comment:
I'm with Carly! :)
But I loved snow days just because I knew me & my mom would play board games ALL DAY long... it was the best!
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