I always wonder how long a memory my little guy has - it's been more than seven months since the last time he saw snow, which is more than a quarter of his life. But when he peeked out his window this morning and saw the first coating of snow, he immediately shouted "snow, Mommy, I go play in the snow in my snow boots and my hat and my mittens!" It was all I could do to get him in clothes and convince him to eat breakfast. :)
He figured out how to clap the snow off his mittens, and I was quick enough to catch the snow in mid-air!
