These pictures weren't taken today but, on the real first snow day, in October. I am thankful when the first white carpet of snow lands. Even more grateful for the fun two kids with seven years between them can together conjure. Anna needs a teacher to show her how to catch snowflakes on her tongue, know the difference between fresh and old snow and know how to throw snowballs. Harris's nine years of expertise is just the ticket. Of course, finding the right equipment can be challenging. Zebra printed yellow sunglasses are great for makeshift goggles. Newness is always thrilling. It doesn't linger like the later in the season stuff, making my lawn look like a gigantic dingy grey slushie. The best part: that little snow man stayed on my lawn three days after the rest was melted.