a dusting of snow

The other day, I was throwing dinner in the oven and looked outside to see that it had started snowing.  The boys had just gotten up from their afternoon rest, and I decided to surprise them so I told them to get ready to go for a walk.  When we got outside, they could hardly contain themselves.  I suppose snow isn't so bad, if it can bring this much joy, right?  We hung out with Olaf, tracked a polar bear, and sang the Mr. Grinch song about a hundred times. 

Kids provide a pretty great change of perspective on a daily basis.  I need it constantly.