I am blessed to have my very own snow angels.  As we receive our first real snow storm of the season my youngest looks up in the sky, blinks as the snowflakes fall on his eyeleashes and says…

“It isn’t summer!”

We received quite a bit of snow on Friday and it started again on Sunday.  Days like this are meant to be enjoyed next to a roaring fire while nestled up with a good book.  The kids went outside to go sledding and get engulfed by high levels of snow.