I have these photos from Levi’s first snow storm. It was crazy. Snowpocalyse. And we had such a great time. These pictures remind me of the wonder he has of just about everything. And I wish I could appreciate it more on a daily basis. He’s such a great, interested kid. What more could you wish for your child, other than being a productive member of society, than to be interested in many things?
And I hate snow. I hate being cold. I have Reynaud’s, which makes my fingers and toes feel like they’re going to fall off. Yet this day was amazing. It took forever to get dressed up in our warm-weather clothing: hats, scarves, long undies, shirts, sweaters, coats. And it was so worth it. There are so few days that feel that way. As if all the work that we put into having a good time is worth it.
So, for all these reasons I love these pictures. And I look at them when I can, because I had no idea ahead of time that it would work out this way. I need to be reminded that the perfect day may or may not come, but you can’t have it unless you get out there.