Peeking in from the doorway, Bryan and I watched Jenna slowly awaken, spot the snow outside, and lightning-bolt straight out of bed. "I can't believe it!" we heard her exclaim.
I couldn't believe it either...couldn't believe that the local forecasters had eventually pounded the hope of a decent accumulation into me. But our one inch of snow ended up being plenty. We were out the door after our pumpkin oatmeal to run, make snow angels, explore the woods, ice "skate", throw snow scoops (this dry snow wouldn't pack), and topped it all off with a hot chocolate finale. It was beautiful.
