Our sweet southern boy {and his mama}
was giddy over the falling snow that followed a few huge claps of thunder.
Our evening church plans got put on hold because God made snow ...
so we played in it {not knowing how long it would last}.
The huge, wet flakes were magical.
And somehow our crazy boy knew every snow 'game' in the book.
Sliding on the snow tube.
Eating handfuls of pure snow.
Rubbing snow in mommy's face.
Tackling in the snow.
Throwing snowballs.
And giggling excitedly while catching snowflakes
on our noses and eyelashes.







1 comment:
All of your snow pictures are wonderful! I love the spontaneous playtimes that come unexpected. Makes the best memories. :)
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