This morning, Jesse donned his warmest snow gear because, what kind of dad would he be if he didn't take his kid out to play in the snow?
His words. Not mine.
I was grateful for the excuse that my coat wouldn't zip shut while I sat inside in my pajamas.
They made snow angels, a teeny tiny baby porch snowman with jelly belly eyes, and slid down the hill. Oliver had so much fun that we finally had to lure him inside with the promise of hot chocolate...