Even with all of the snow fall that accumulated while we were in Utah, the first storm in Logan was by far Bree's favorite. We bundled her up in Aunt Katie's old snow pants and let her run. Which is exactly what she did - from one side of the yard to the other to see if the snow tasted the same everywhere. She had a blast and did manage to fit in one snow angel.
After about an hour, I asked her if she was cold.
She replied, "Just my lips Mom, because I have been eating snow."
Now why didn't I realize that?!