If I'm not mistaken I think her official name was Winter Storm Kayla and she blew in last Tuesday, on Groundhog's Day, which was perfect timing for me as I had to be in Milwaukee for work on Monday. They knew she was going to be a doozy so by the time I left the office at 4:30 school the next day had already been canceled. I stopped on my way home for milk, Collin and the boys packed the wood room with logs for the fire and we settled in with no intention of leaving the house for the duration of the storm. On Tuesday we woke up and we waited and we waited and finally, just before noon, the flurries began. The kids and I were both excited and there were chants of "it's starting!" echoing throughout the house.
Kayla left us with a good 7 inches of white, heavy snow; perfect for building snowmen and forts. This was the first big snowfall of the season and the boys have been enjoying it ever since. Last Saturday they were outside with friends for three straight hours; with the temperature warm up last weekend their sled hills are perfectly slick. I watch them from the window and smile, it brings back so many fond memories of my childhood and bundling up to head to the golf course to sled the day away.
As adults there are so many reasons to not like the snow: slick roads, sidewalks to shovel, salt on our cars, but for children all they see are snowmen and angels, catching snowflakes on their tongue, and of course, sledding. Up and down, up and down, you'd think their little legs would get tired but no, they don't come back in the house until their cheeks are rosy red and their mittens are soaked though. And then, of course, it's time to warm up with some hot cocoa. And when you put it like that winter doesn't seem so bad after all, does it?
Even this guy, a self professed hater of winter, has been enjoying himself.
Happy weekend friends! If there is snow where you are at, get out and play in it and then come in for some hot cocoa, you won't regret it.