A Snow Day Diary...

Here's my boy Ollie in his little white snow suit after a run or two down the hill in our neighbor's yard on his cute infant sled. The big kids thought it was hilarious to watch him go down the hill. Ollie, on the other hand, was a little unsure, but still so stinkin' cute!

But it was a different story entirely when I moved him to the hill in our back yard and put him on the lap of his favorite friend.  They had a great time going down the hill together, including the time they ended up in a heap at the bottom of the hill with Ollie flailing like a wiggly white marshmallow on Hannie's chocolate colored coat {s'mores, anyone?}.

Ollie is utterly obsessed with Miss Hannie, and I couldn't be more pleased.  It's payback for her not getting the sister she always wanted.  Instead she has a baby brother who lights up whenever he hears her voice or sees her walking in a room.  They play together, she dresses and changes him, they snuggle and rock and just get along like two life-long pals.  It makes my heart happy.  So do these freckles.

And this little snow guy, made by the RedDog.  Seriously.  Look at that happy little face.  I don't care what anyone says {especially my older brother}.  Snow days are happy days.  The end.