Every morning since it got cold this year, dad has jumped out of bed and peeked out the window in hopes to find it has snowed. Finally, one Saturday morning in January, it had snowed about an inch. Yippee! We all bundled up and went outside to play before it had a chance to melt that afternoon. 
No matter the weather, you absolutely loved being outside! even if your hands and face were bright red and there was a risk of you getting frostbitten, you would scream and cry when we picked you up to take you inside!Randomly throughout the day, you would grab your boots and coat and bring them to me as to say, "let's go play outside... please!" :)
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