I love snow.
"I am younger each year at the first snow. When I see it, suddenly, in the air, all little and white and moving; then I am in love again and very young and I believe in everything."
Little Penelope is slightly skeptical,
she has a love hate relationship with the snow.
After watching Penelope frolic in the snow for a bit, what better then to curl up on the couch with her, magazines and a bowl of chili. Being cozy is the best.