This morning, after throwing on my warmest sweater and the ridiculously oversized marshmallow hat my grandma made, I dashed outside, feeling the crunch of snow beneath my rubber boot crocs. As the sun began to set, painting the sky in pink and orange shades, I realized that this snowy day, filled with playful chaos and warm memories, was one of the best days ever.
A snowy day filled with playful chaos and warm memories is here
