We woke up to snow that morning.
"IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I was screaming at a sleeping Sean. It was real snow. Like legit snow. Not the shitty, icy, watery sleet that we got 2 weeks before. This was proper fluffy snow that I'd been impossibly hoping for against all odds, in the month of April, in Chicago. My freakin' wish came true.