Why, thanks: nineteen...

 I'm grateful for firsts.

Saturday, with a little help from Pop Pop, Lola built her first snowman.

She threw her first snowball.

She tasted her first sip of hot chocolate.

I guess there really are some good things about winter here.

I'm also grateful that Reece and James enjoyed some guy time reading People magazine on their tummies.

Nothing more manly, if you ask me.