I didn't want it to snow...

This week has been filled with sunny 50 degree days. 

And we have loved it.  I decided that just 

skipping over winter would be a-ok with me!

I like a little snow leading up to Christmas, but after that, I'm good. 

Maybe if I was really into skiing I would appreciate it more. 

But I'm not. 

This morning I got up to feed a hungry baby.

It was still dark outside, and the blinds were mostly shut.

As I peeked between the slats I was priviledged to 

behold the most magical snowfall you ever did see. 

The only thing that would have made it more beautiful

 was if the backdrop wasn't a BYU Married student

 housing parking lot {our cars aren't much to look at}

And even though I've since woken up for the day and 

there's still a light dusting that will probably get all

 melty and turn into slush, that moment of

 beauty has made me ok with the snow.

{No picture because I couldn't find one

 that accurately demonstrated how beautiful it was.  

Only your imaginations can help you now}