Narnia Returns/A Tale of Tummy Time

Since last winter was horrific and ran into late May, we had anticipated the worst this year. But we have been pleasantly surprised. It's been pretty wonderful here in the twenties (not single digits or negatives for the most part). It's only snowed a handful of times and when it does it melts pretty quick. I actually was really excited when I saw that it was supposed to snow last night.
I woke up to this:
Hooray for Narnia! ***Corinne? Can you help me remember how to adjust my camera for snow? I know there is a way to compensate for the light meter making my snow grey instead of white and I can't seem to remember how.
We are still in a bit of a panting phase. ["a bit"= full on]
When Jane was a teeny weeny newborn she was a very clever tummy-timer. When she was getting tired she would gently turn her head so that she could not hold her head up, but still be comfortable. Somewhere along the way Janie forgot that, because tummy time now ends looking like this:
*insert really pathetic "save me, mama, I'm trapped" noises*