This morning we woke to a white blanket of snow on our yard. The past few days have been frigid so the snow at least was something to break up the monotony. It took us about thirty minutes to get dressed and we spent about three minutes outside. Wesley is wearing three sweaters because she refused to wear her very warm coat. As soon as we walked back in the house she asked for her coat to be put on while she ate lunch. Quinn did one snow angel (quicker than I could capture her in the act) and instantly ran to the front door begging to go inside. I suppose we'll have to invest in better winter wear if we ever relocate to a place with true winter.
You can still see Daddy's tracks from when he left for work about four hours earlier.