Nevermind

The older Emma gets, the more aware she is of the fact that there's an "outside" and that it's full of interesting things. She likes to crawl over to our front door first thing in the morning, pull herself up, and look outside.




What did she see this morning?


That would be 6 inches of snow. In our driveway. In late March. You can disregard my whole "we finally have hope that the snow is on its way out the door" comment from last night. Apparently, I forgot to knock on wood.

Emma doesn't seem to mind that we have some bonus snow. Always the optimist, this baby :)