I rolled out of bed. I could feel it in my bones and down my spine. It wasn't necessary to peek out the window but I needed to confirm with my eyes what my body was already telling me. It snowed last night. Not a dusting but rather a dumping.
I groaned. Six months of winter here we come.
"Mommy, look at the snow!!!"
These were the first words out of my daughter's mouth this morning. I walked into her room and saw she was standing on her bed, on her tip toes, looking out the window. Her face was beaming. Her eyes were sparkling. Snow had fallen last night and had changed the appearance of her entire world.
"Let's go get some!" she exclaimed as she jumped off of her bed.