It snowed yesterday in Minneapolis. Only a few flakes that didn't stick, but it was snow all the same. I love winter (as long as I'm bundled up by a fire, sipping white chocolate cocoa, and reading a great book).
As a kid, I loved throwing on my bulky snowsuit to make snow angels and sled until my toes tingled. Now that I'm an errand-running, baby-schlepping adult, I find that snow is much funner from the cozy comfort of my living room. These days, I find that snow is best enjoyed in the confectionery form.