I love the first snow fall of the year.
We watch from our big bay window as the snow slowly falls on the street in front of our house. It is peaceful and quiet. There is something truly romantic about the first snowfall. As soon as there was enough snow on the ground to enjoy, I shoved Sydney out the door. I showed here how to catch snowflakes on her tongue and make footprints. Watching her enjoy such a simple moment made my heart swell. It was sweet and blissful and everything that I want for her childhood.
Mrs. E
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