I woke up today to "Waylon better get cinnamon toast." It took me a minute to gain consciousness and figure out what Wade was talking about.
It snowed last night...the first of the year! The higher elevations have been white for some time but this morning it was actually in our yard. So, according to Floch (or maybe Waddell) tradition, I made cinnamon toast for Waylon.
He devoured it. He eat an entire piece of toast coated with butter, sugar, and cinnamon. Probably not the most nutritious breakfast for a 9 month old but, hey, it doesn't happen every day. He smacked his lips like it was the best delicacy he'd ever encountered.
Does your family have any 1st snow traditions?
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