I will not pretend to be excited about the snow that Atlanta got a few weeks ago. It was beautiful, light, fluffy snow, but I am so sick of winter that only 50 degrees and sun (and no wind!!!) will excite me these days. But dutiful parents that we are, David and I bundled Christian up and took him out. He is always sensitive about textures and temperatures, so it was no surprise that he was curious, but reserved and cautious. He seemed to think the snow was fine as long as he didn't have to touch it too much. It was hilarious, however, when daddy threw snowballs at his feet!