Our first winter together. Our first winter really together: it was magical. It snowed that winter; not a garentee of every year.
While not at work we went for walks with the kids at the weekends, one weekend this was especially special. It had been snowing that night so the next morning Hotch and I decided to take Jack and Harry out to play in it, as I've said earlier it doesn't know often here and when it does it doesn't normally lay.
Heading out into the snow it was perfect. Seeing the joy on Jack and Harry's face as they went down slopes on the sled. Seeing Hotch smile - that really is a rare occurance.
That's when it really kicked in. I had a family; we really were a family now. Hotch, Jack, Harry and I. A family.