Snow

I went on about how depressed I was yesterday with the Muck outside.
Then it began to snow.
I typically loathe it come winter. Its cold, its wet, its not fun to drive in, and unless I can afford to go Snowboarding, I find it a nuisance and nothing more.
But then Comes Mattie. Just like the dog, he has taught me to appreciate something that I once found annoying.
The girls were with their dad last night so Taylor and I decided to do a little Christmas shopping. I opened the van door to unbuckle Mattie, his eyes lit up and he pointed at the falling snow asking us “what the heck is that?” with a simple “huh?”. Taylor picked him up in his arms and as we tried to cover him with his blanket he deliberately pushed it off, tipped his face upward, opened his mouth and squealed! He giggled and blinked the flakes from his eyelids leaving Taylor and I no other choice but to join in. It was one of those moments in time that just holds its breath a second or two.. He was so much fun to watch. It made every flake worth it.
My spirits are lifted now and I think I can appreciate the beautiful blanket of white that covers the valley for a while. (at least until the muck makes it turn black and slushy).