We had a fairy tale kind of snow day on Thursday, the kind you dream about when you’re a kid. A big snow was forecast days before it hit, we hit the stores and stocked up on all the important stuff: cookie ingredients, and, well mostly cookie ingredients. We got more than a foot of snow overnight on Wednesday (which is pretty big doings around here) and we promptly suited the kids up in the morning to go out and enjoy it.
Watching Ada navigate her way through what must have seemed like towers of snow reminded me of a big snow we got back in February of 2010 when Xavier was almost exactly Ada’s age now and we were a little family of three.
When he triumphantly climbed up on a pile of snow, it reminded me immediately of the huge snow bank we shoveled when digging our car out of our spot in our tiny townhouse lot back in 2010 and how we gave Xavier a boost up onto the bank to his absolute delight.
Of course, I had to dig up all of the old photos. It was a fun–and amazing–trip down memory lane. The photos where Xavier is making an expression he still makes now, the ones where he looks just like Quinn or Ada, the ones where he seems so very, very young are all so fascinating to look at now.
Of course when you’re looking at your little toddler, you have no idea what your child will look like when they grow up, how they will behave, what habits and expressions are the ones you’ll continue to see over and over in photographs taken throughout their lives. It’s only in retrospect that you marvel at those things. And oh how fun it is to marvel.
The most amazing thing is that these photos are just four years old. Four. Years. I can’t imagine what kinds of changes the next four years will bring, and the next four after that, but you better believe I will be drinking it all in, trying to stop and gather as many moments as I can while these little ones’ childhoods whiz right on by.