It Finally Snowed!

We had our first significant snowfall in Connecticut last night. Imagine -- it's February 3 in New England, and we got 4 inches of snow -- the ONLY snow accumulation we have had all season.

Now, I'm from Maryland, but consider myself enough of a New Englander to understand that waiting until Feb 3 for snow is enough to make a good Yankee downright grouchy. Hopping mad, even. We have leather skin -- immune to the elements. We wear a fleece in 20 degree weather. Big parkas are for West Coast wimps and Manhattanite skiiers in Vermont. New Englanders will tell you, if it's winter, the colder the better, and please to have lots of snow.

So this 4 inches is probably all we'll get this year. So Mom in Progress and I gladly bundled up the girlies and headed out for a good winter's romp. There is nothing more life affirming than the peaceful calm after a fresh snow -- the cold burning your cheeks and nostrils, the firy breath in your chest, the sun bouncing light off everything around you.

But even better is the chance to be a kid again: making snow angels, throwing snowballs, eating a fist full of snow, flying downhill on a slippery saucer, and nearly missing the trees at the bottom of the hill.

We had a great time, were chilled to the bone, then retreated inside, snuggled up under blankets next to the fire and had hot chocolate.

For anyone not living in snowy climates, think of some way to let yourself be a kid again and then rush your family to do it. You'll be glad that you did.