We had our first feels-like-snow snowfall last night, bringing an inch or two of powdery snow. As the snow fell, BabyGirl was restless and wakeful. We’re not sure if this is a resurgance of her fear and separation or if she wasn’t feeling well - at this age, you can always blame teething. But I wasn’t much help as my upset stomach kept me up most of the night. We all feel rotten this morning, but twenty minutes out in the snow helped some.
BabyGirl wasn’t sure what to make of it, but she did enjoy watching the big fluffy flakes fall.
JediBoy was thrilled to have our first playable snow, and made the season’s first itty bitty snowman.
We came back inside to tears over oatmeal, tears over toys, and what I’m desperately hoping is an early nap. Let the snow bring us peace.
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