The snow really couldn’t have been more perfectly timed. A Sunday morning with hubby at home; the girls waking up early enough to have plenty of time to go out and play in it before we had to leave for church and just enough of the cold white stuff to build a snowman together. Both the girls were excited and eager to get out in it – it was only the second time Sophie has ever seen snow and probably only the second time that Jessica would remember seeing snow too.
For children, snow is always quite magical and for a few moments, hubby and I are like children again too – throwing snowballs, rolling big snowballs across the garden to make a snowman and having fun together as a family. It is moments like this that linger in the memory; little moments that will stand out when we look back again on this time. A moment of just enjoying being together outside, having fun and embracing the magic of the first snowfall of winter.
The snow may have melted away by lunchtime; the snowman lasting a couple of days more but the memories of snowy fun in the garden on a cold January morning will remain.