Yesterday was one of those days where I felt like we should be in the mountains out west skiing from dawn to dusk. We had eight inches of fresh powdery snow and the sun shone brilliantly throughout the day. We watched the heavy snow laden branches of the pine trees sag and the sunlight peek through the barren branches of the oaks. Instead of being in Colorado, we were here in Pennsylvania enjoying our eight inches of Jack Frost's magic that seemed like a special treat just for us.
Even though the children had to go to school, we made the best of the afternoon by inviting our neighbor down to sled. Fortunately for the kids, we hadn't shoveled our driveway and it proved to be the perfect raceway for the sleds and tubes. They picked up speed as they went down the hill and came flying into my legs(My neighbor Jill and I were designated car watcher and sled stopper respectively). There were loud screams and lots of laughs. There were wipe outs and snow ball fights. It was freezing but no one noticed as the races went on.
I was so pleased to be able to enjoy this moment with my children on this cold snowy day. Keep in mind that I am not a cold weather person and generally whine immensely at the thought of standing outside in frigid temperatures. But given that I can stand outside this year and hear the happy voices of my children, I will take the chill any day.