When we took lil' Harper out in the snow, she couldn't keep her tongue in her mouth. She caught snowflake after snowflake on her tiny baby tongue. And then she caught a few more.
Watching the kids experience winter brings me such joy. And I am quickly reminded of my childhood - sledding near the Scioto River, building igloos in the front yard, and of course, catching snowflakes on my tongue.
What is one of your favorite Wintertime childhood memories?