This morning Daphne got up, looked out the window, and wanted to go out and play.
Her first 'real' snow day.
('Real' meaning she actually wanted to go play in it. The 2 feet of snow when she was born doesn't count.)
Christian was there, too, but it was hard to take a photo of him while he was in my arms. I wanted to lay him down, but ice pellets were falling from the sky and I figured he wouldn't really love getting hit in the face with frozen bits of water.
We wish it would snow a whole bunch.