"The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment, then where is it to be found?" -J.B. Priestley
While this wasn't 'technically' Henry's first snow, the first came and went before he ever had a chance to experience it so I just don't think it counts. He loved it. I carried him around for a few minutes and let him get a feel for the cool air and little flakes landing on his face and he just stared at this new, white world in awe.
When I finally put him down in it where he could look and feel and taste this fluffy white stuff he just smiled and laughed. He kept looking at me with this questioning look though, like he wasn't quite sure he should be having so much fun in something so wet and cold.
Daddy even came home from work just in time to see him rolling around on the ground, covering himself in snow. We only stayed out for a few minutes, the wind was becoming something fierce and his little face started turning a bright pink. I wouldn't trade memories like this for the world though. The wonder and amazement in his little eyes...while I was uploading the pictures I just couldn't stop smiling. His innocence and joy in life is inspiring and so wonderful. God has truly blessed me!