Today he fell in 6 inches of snow...face first.
He tried to make a snow angel but got stuck.
His little 2 year old body was sprawled out in the snow, face down, screams muffled by the surrounding white.
I picked him up and he cried. His face was covered with snow and it hurt. I couldn't stop laughing.
"You looked silly!" I said.
"Yeah!" he laughed. We both laid on our backs looking up at the snow and laughing for the next two minutes, our laughter attracting more and more toddlers until we were all laying in six inches of snow giggling at everything and nothing all at the same time.
Something about them is magic.
Go little kids.