So I put on my life-changing pants today. And we built a snowman. Huh? What? I'm sorry I didn't hear you. Oh. "So what?" you ask. So... the smiles on our faces and the fact that the snowman (actually, she's a girl) bears any resemblance at all to a traditional snowman is proof that snow pants actually did change my life. Because, as you may or may not know, I have had very little experience as a snowman builder. AND. In each of my previous winters as a mom, I have kept my playing-outside-in-the-snow to a bare minimum. BUT. Today, we not only built our new friend, we also stayed outside for a very generous amount of time playing and enjoying (yes, enjoying!!) the snow (i.e. longer than five whole minutes). AND. I. Had. Fun. The best part is, though, that I didn't even have to pretend it was fun. We're talking good, old-fashioned, honest-to-goodness fun here, people. A memory that will definitely last. At least, I know it will last for me. I can only hope it lasts for her too. After all, she and her sister are the whole reason I bought the pants in the first place.