We got our first real snow and it’s a little chillier than its been the last few weeks. Erin has her nose tucked into the crook of my knee, an I have my right foot underneath her right next to her chest cage. I can feel her heartbeat on my foot. As she dreams, it’s very erratic. If I stroke her ear, it slows down. My foot and her nose are, you guessed it, warm and toasty. And, as it turns out, so is my heart.