So that, on the morning of the first snowfall of the year, we can go outside to play. If you don't have children at home, you cannot possibly realize the significance of this event. It has been anticipated since we first dragged out the winter coats.
After a few more snowfalls, and after the kids have been made to shovel out the cars a few times, the magic will surely wear off.Right now, the kids are in a race against the clock. There's maybe an inch or two of snow, and the temperature is climbing higher into the thirties. By three o'clock, when all the poor school kids start coming home, the snow will be long gone.
This is what we call "packing snow", the kind that's perfect for snowmen, snow forts, and snow balls. I'm actually pretty impressed with the size of the snowballs the kids have managed to roll with such a measly layer of snow to work with. The biggest caveat of snowman building; don't roll the balls so big and heavy that you can not lift them to stack on top of one another, because Mother
will not be coming out to help you. Many a 'snow caterpillar' has been constructed as a result of failure to heed this warning.
The real fun is just starting. The snow is melting into the mud underneath, which will soon be tracked in through the house. I now have to deal with the following: five wet muddy coats, five wet muddy snowpants, ten wet muddy boots, about forty wet muddy mittens, and one wet muddy (albeit very happy) dog.
So that, on the morning of the first snowfall of the year, we can go outside to play. If you don't have children at home, you cannot possibly realize the significance of this event. It has been anticipated since we first dragged out the winter coats.
After a few more snowfalls, and after the kids have been made to shovel out the cars a few times, the magic will surely wear off.Right now, the kids are in a race against the clock. There's maybe an inch or two of snow, and the temperature is climbing higher into the thirties. By three o'clock, when all the poor school kids start coming home, the snow will be long gone. 
This is what we call "packing snow", the kind that's perfect for snowmen, snow forts, and snow balls. I'm actually pretty impressed with the size of the snowballs the kids have managed to roll with such a measly layer of snow to work with. The biggest caveat of snowman building; don't roll the balls so big and heavy that you can not lift them to stack on top of one another, because Mother will not be coming out to help you. Many a 'snow caterpillar' has been constructed as a result of failure to heed this warning.
The real fun is just starting. The snow is melting into the mud underneath, which will soon be tracked in through the house. I now have to deal with the following: five wet muddy coats, five wet muddy snowpants, ten wet muddy boots, about forty wet muddy mittens, and one wet muddy (albeit very happy) dog.
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