Things I never want to forget:
*a tiny Hugo, bundled to the brim.
*the softest blanket of snow as far as the eye can see.
*hunting down a sled at the hardware store down the street.
*sprouted waffles with my parents, and my mom's bird-watching chair.
*Gus, so giddy that his back legs can hardly keep up with his front.
*Blake, with a shovel in the drive (manual labor can be dreamy).
*the sound of baby laughter, and the way he throws his head back when he smiles.