With the cold snap that’s gripping the nation, I thought it’d be fun to share a picture from my first snow.
We were living in El Paso, Texas at the time, so I think my twin sister and I were about four or five and my younger sister was about one or two. Notice how we didn’t have gloves or “winter” coats. But I think the star of the show is my mom’s afro.
On a related note {and, gah, I wish I had pictures}… The first time my kids saw snow was when they were between 2 and 5 years old. We were living in Pennsylvania at the time, and I remember them being so very quiet. Silence is scary when you’re a mom of five. So, I went to see what they were doing. They were staring out the window in wonder, their little faces pressed up against the glass, when suddenly my son turned to me and said “Look, Mommy, milk!”
Do you remember your first snow? Share your story in the comments.
Thank you for strolling down memory lane with me,
