(Like before I let you guys pick your kids names because I like to pick them and I am sure you do too. Also now since we are a little closer to Christmas now I going to do Christmas related preferences. Enjoy! :) )
Your Child's First Snow...
Harry: "Look (Y/D/N) it's snowing" He holds your little girls hand while she stands beside him. He crouches down beside her and he looks at her.
"Wanna go play"
"Yes" he says and he takes her upstairs getting clothes on himself and her. they walk outside and start throwing snow at each other. The little girl giggles and runs away from Harry to keep from getting covered in snow. You stand in the door way with your phone an take pictures of them.
"Say cheese" You giggle
"Cheddar!" They shout an take the picture of them together for your two year olds first snow. You laugh t them and get chased inside when they come at you with snow.
Liam: He hold you'd 3 month old daughter in his arms. Standing in the doorway he moves the blinds and he brings her close to the window. You come up beside him and stand beside him looking out the window at the gorgeous fluff covering the small yard in front of him.
"Look sweetheart it's her first snow"
"Yeah" you smile and rub her cheek with your thumb.
"Maybe she'll love it as much as I do one day"
"She will Li, she already loves it" You kiss his cheek and you look to see your daughters eyes trained on the window smiling at the blanket outside.
"See" you smile again.
"You do love it don't you" He asks her. He lifts her to lay on his chest and he turns to the side so she can still see out the window. "This is what Christmas is all about" He smiles and gives you a sweet small kiss on the lips.
Louis: Louis holds your son on his hip. Watching the snow fall. It's England, it's rains a lot almost everyday but a snow is uncommon. Your son (Y/S/N) is only 8 months old but he hasn't seen it snow yet. Louis puts his fingers on the cold glass.
"Look it's cold" He takes the boys small hand and puts it on the glass. The boy snatches his hand back smiling at the feeling. "Can you say snow"
"Sn-sn" Your son tries but can't quite get it yet. Your son has said his first word it's just he doesn't really talk.
"Snow"
"Snow" He says and claps his hands.
"You did it" Louis laughs. "How about we go out and play in the snow hm?" The little boy nods and Louis rushe him upstairs where you were laying in bed reading almost asleep.
"Here go to mum til I get your clothes" You smile and the little boy crawls over to you on the bed. You put your bookmark in and pick up your little boy.
"Love where is his snow suit"
"Why"
"Because I want to take him out to play" he comes back in with his coat and boots and long pants.
"But it's almost ten." You argue
"Yeah but he wants to don't you" and you look at the small boy nodding. "Maybe if you give mum a kiss she'll go outside with us" Louis says and your little boy comes up to lay an open mouth kiss on your mouth.
"Okay okay let me get dressed"
"Yay" your little boy cheer and claps his little hands
Niall: "(Y/S/N)! (Y/N)! Look!" Niall yells for you and your son. Your son is four years old and hasn't seen it snow yet. You finish the hot chocolate you prepared and put it in three cups for you guys to drink. Your son takes his cup and set it on the table before He runs in the living room with his father, jumping onto the couch to stare out the window.
Your sons gasps "Daddy look at the snow"
"I see the snow buddy"
"Let's go play"
"Oh don't you want to drink your hot cocoa your mum made for you"
"I wanna play more" he pouts
"By the looks of it, it doesn't seem to be letting up anytime soon so we better get out there fore' it gets too think yeah"
"Go I'll just reheat the coca later" you smile an both your husband and son cheer. They rush and get their coats, hats, gloves and boots on before heading out side and having a snowball fight.
Zayn: "Do you think it'll snow this year dad?" Your eight year old son asks Zayn. You also have a two year old daughter. You are all sitting in the living room watching a Christmas movie while your son waits for the snow to fall. He has never seen it snow. And every year the weather man predicts snow and every year he gets his hopes up for snow and every year he is let down.
He has been wishing for snow since he was your daughters age. He will sit up until two in the morning waiting for it to snow and it doesn't happen.
"Yes (Y/S/N) I think it will snow this year"
"You said that last year" your son whines
"Well if you knew the answer why did you ask" You giggle.
"Because I'm hoping he'll mean it this time mommy"
"I do mean it, I really do think it will snow"
"And for tonight's for cast snow around midnight tonight." The weather man says.
"He says that every year too. I am gonna go to bed." You son pouts defeated. You pick up your daughter and she lays her head on your shoulder
"Snow" She points and you stop.
"What"
"Snow" your daughter points again. She picks her head up and you look toward the window.
"Zayn! (Y/S/N)! Look" Zayb gets up an rushes over to you and your son flys back down the steps. he looks out the window and gasps.
"Mummy, daddy look! It's snowing"
"See (Y/S/N) I told you it would snow" He picks up your son and you all watch the snow fall until your daughter and son ball fall asleep in your arms.