First Snow

We had our first snow of the season a few days ago.  A good old Nor' easter that was supposed to be massive and messy. Instead, it was a pleasant surprise, absent of the wintry mix it was supposed to be.  I know early snow won't last, which although I love snow, it's fine with me.  It's that last reminder to bring in those random toys and the patio set we *still* haven't put away.

It was our baby girl's first snow sighting.  Which I love to capture the *firsts* as I'm able. 

Here's her first snow.

And here was her brother's first snow 2 years ago.

But now he's big...and his first snow of the year looks like this:

Which of course is exciting.  It makes a little sad that our next baby won't see the snowfall from this very window.  Of course, I love the new house, but I will miss some memories of the old house.  My husband's remedy for my solution he thinks is ideal...no more kids.  Boo is what I say to him.  

With faces like these, don't you think we need a half a dozen at least?