The snow began gently falling shortly after I tucked the last Little into bed. And it kept falling, slow and steady all night long as we slept cozy and warm beneath our blankets. When we woke there was no grass left for the eye to see. Daddy had a long and crazy commute into the city watching a couple of cars spin into the ditch right in front of him. I decided not to make the trip to the grocery store that I was planning today and instead hunkered down with the Littles for a day of play. I turned on some Christmas music and tried my hand at some crochet snowflakes for our Christmas tree while the boys played and ran around the basement enthralled in their make-believe world.
While the baby napped I snuck out to shovel the walks and breathe in the fresh, cold Winter's air. I looked up when I was halfway done to see Fin standing just inside the big garage door in his moose footie jammies, blonde hair askew. As he surveyed the magical white world a giant smile formed across his face and wonder filled his eyes. I scooped him up and carried him inside to get his snow gear on. He happily shoveled right along side me until one by one the little boys suited up and emerged out the front door to enjoy the fresh snow.
The big boys ran ahead to the park while I dressed Ollie in his warm clothes. We dug out the sled and made our way over to play for a short while. I soaked in their smiles and wonder and excitement for the Season filled my soul. I looked up at the sky as tiny flakes swirled down and sprinkled the world with magic. Winter is here, and we are so ready! Welcome December!
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