I grew up in Florida and didn’t see snow for the first time until I was about 16. The first snow fall I saw was at a ski resort, you know, the snow that they make when it’s cold enough to actually work. I love experiencing the snow with Odin, as we are both equally awe-inspired and today was no exception. He woke up from his nap and looking out the window started to shout “Snow! Snow!” (which sounds more like “No! No!”) and after making a few sheets of wrapping paper with his papa, we bundled up to go play in the field.