It's snowing outside. Yay!! Okay, so there isn't much on the ground (maybe a half inch on my porch and pastures) but it's been snowing for hours. It's beautiful. And makes me want to take the girls to Michigan. I haven't been back for twenty years but times like this really make me want to visit. I remember playing in the snow as a child, going tobogganing with my family, sipping hot chocolate with frozen fingers after snowball fights. I want those experiences for my girls.
My memories of snowstorms are colored by the fact that I've never really had to deal with it as an adult, responsible for driving to work and protecting my children. I will admit that I'd love to have all the fun with none of the danger like black ice and drivers who don't know how to handle slick roads (of which I am one).
My Dad and I were discussing the sled he brought with us when we moved to Alabama. It has metal runners, steering and probably lead paint. But the thing can fly. And he still has it stashed in the garage just in case. I want my children to experience the thrill of coasting down a long hill, the wind in their face and snow floating around them.
Do you have any winter memories? When was the last time you saw snow?