We slowed down a little this week.
I accepted that we'd spend the majority of our days getting warm again.
Having countless sups of hot chocolate.Which must be poured from Izzy's precious teapot into a princess mug.
I not only accepted the heaters covered with gloves and socks, but smiled when I saw them, remembering the moments that had lead to them becoming sodden.
We stood still watching out children create memories.
And helped them create a few too.
They loved being pulled too fast and falling out onto the snow.
Over and over.
Something about the snow makes me want to be a kid again. And although you can't tell, Ethan loved when I made it snow above him, or when I dunked Izzy head first into our snowy flower bed.
I hope they remember that I didn't go out grudgingly to play with them, but that I enjoyed playing with them.
Their faces say it all. We love the snow.
Even though some of us take a little while to get used to it...