Our entire day was rerouted because it was the kids first sight of SNOW! The squeals of delight when they saw tiny flurries floating in the air and their bark collection had collected snow itself overnight. A day most in the Midwest dread—the first snow—became a core memory for these two. Cousins came over and we had a house full of happy, squealing children. They’re excited. It’s adorable. I’m having ptsd flashbacks and totally not ready for any of this. 🤣