It's been a little while since we've been in much snow. When we lived in Charlottesville, we got dumped on one winter, but other than that, it's been since Boston that we've had the chance to enjoy much of it. Cole always asks when it's going to snow, and one time I made the mistake of telling him that it snowed a ton in Boston, but we don't get much snow here. He has decided he wants to live in Boston. :) Maybe in about 13 years, son....
But last night, it snowed just a few inches, which was enough to cancel school (woot!) and to get us out to play in the snow.
The boys loved it. And I loved it. It brought back so many memories of trudging up hills to make another out-of-control pass down some ice-covered snowy hills... lying on the ground to make snow angels with tongues out to catch the snow still falling... feeling like you could just live outside as long as you didn't have to pee or stop to eat lunch. It was wonderful.
Our (awesome) next-door neighbors have a great hill they said we could go sledding on, so in about 3.5 seconds, we were out there on the hill. Cole and Dean were loving it, but Emmett was skeptical. He kept telling me he was scared, so eventually I just grabbed him and ZOOOOOOM down the hill we went. Guess what the first word out of his mouth was after that? "AGAIN!" Haha. Another convert.
It was all just so perfect. :)
A couple of videos:
and me -
Did you get snow? How do you feel about the snow?