So Hendrix had his first full experience with snow this week. I heard on the news that it was the most snow we've had in a certain number of hours since March 2015.
As we picked up Vanessa and Zane from school, he kept his tongue out to catch snowflakes. He continued to do that once we got home. And he would lick his cold zipper. He couldn't move from the layers. Because he was wearing an 18-month snowsuit (cousin Ben's!), I let his siblings bury him. He didn't complain one little bit. Vanessa and Zane were having so much fun with him!
