I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas.

When we arrived home from Houston on Christmas evening, we were greeted with SNOW!!! (And ice on the roads.  Boo.)  It was too late, dark, and cold to go out and play that night, but first thing the next morning...

Ben has seen a decent amount of snow in his short little life, considering that we live in Texas.

We weren't exactly properly outfitted for the snow.  Ben's mittens and pants weren't exactly waterproof (and he already had a pretty runny nose), so we we limited our frolicking to just a few minutes out in the powder.  Still, we ended up with a white Christmas after all!  What a fun memory.