My eyes popped open this morning and I almost literally sprinted to the back window.
I reminded myself as a kid because I was running to see how much snow we ended up with last night. This is what I found…
Now when I say that I reminded myself of a kid, I am not meaning me as a child because, well…. let’s face it. This type of thing NEVER happened to me growing up in Texas.
I think that’s why snow days help me channel my inner child. I end up sitting on the couch, drinking milky tea for hours on end watching all the activity outside. Everyone gets a late start and begins to dig themselves out of the 8+ inches we got over night.
J even loves it because I volunteer to go out and shovel snow. I still think it’s fun since I’ve done it approximately twice in my life.
There’s just something about looking out my kitchen window and seeing this…
The air just holds a new excitement as kids who’s classes were cancelled start making their way to the hills around town to begin their sledding adventures, or as stay at home parents make a full breakfast and thank God for a day at home with their children.
There’s something totally romantic about snow days. I know I’m head over heels for them.
All that snow…. waiting to be made into forts, snowmen, snowballs, and sledded in.
I hope that your day today is wonderful and romantic just like our snow day.
I know how I’m spending my snow day. How are you spending yours?