For years I've been casing the thrift stores for winter kid gear in hopes of a big snow. Last year I had everything, snow pants, boots, gloves, no dice. I didn't even bother this year. It's been five years since we had any snow we could even remotely play in. Then it happened, in March no doubt! Six inches of the beautiful white stuff finally graced us with her presence.
We tore through the attic looking for the bin of clothes, barely worn sleds and shovels. Jack squeezed into the size 4 LL Bean snow suit, did I mention he's six and so tall? Everyone was delirious. They played for hours. Even shoveling the sidewalk was fun!
About 200 people gathered at our local park for sledding. It was the ultimate neighborhood party. Oh snow, could you send your goodness more than once every five years? We'd really appreciated it.
Feel free to celebrate or curse the snow in the comments.