Snow in San Antonio. I didn’t know if I’d ever see it! Some of the locals say the last “great” snow was in 1985. It’s hard to imagine a place without it but we seemed to have settled far enough south to rarely experience the sheet of white. I’ll take it every once in a while though.
I woke up around 3:00 am on Friday, February 4th to check on the weather. I was supposed to go to Austin but knew with this site that I would be staying home. I like the eery look with the pink sky. And I love the nights at 3 am when Matthew and I wake up together, it's so fun! It's like being a little kid again in a way, knowing you should be asleep but are ecstatic to be awake.
This was Landry’s “first” time to see snow and it was fun to go out in it for a few chilly moments. Laney was busy trying to eat the snow, Landry was probably freezing, and I was hoping that there was enough to play in.
We may not get to see snow again in this house, I'm not certain. But it was a wonderful memory just the same.
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