Today, I had the pleasure of enjoying the freak March snowstorm with my middle child, Little Brother. We were both so excited to see a decent snowfall - last winter, we barely saw any snow where we live in the suburbs of Washington, D.C.
This snow was thick and heavy, coming down on a layer of ice, and the trees were simply stunning. There’s something truly magical about driving around and hopping out of the car at random intervals to take photos, or in having your almost-teen son share his favorite park.
I wish you all a day of glitter and sparkles.