Snow Day

This morning at about 8am, my Husband (supposedly a grown man) - runs into our bedroom, jumps on the bed and tells me it's time to get up. Then he proceeds to rip open the curtains and exclaims, "SNOW!!!"

 Playing in the snow.

 Mike & Sampson throwing snowballs at Carl's window.

 Sampson is a sloppy runner.

Multiple times today Sampson has come in from outside with a little pile of snow on his nose. 

Who lays in the snow? I mean...come on!