We woke up to a winter wonderland on Saturday morning-- everything was covered in a thick blanket of white snow. I generally don't love the cold, but there's something magical about the first snow of the season.
We bundled Tai up in all of his gear and proceeded to dig our way out the front door. Our neighbor was outside on her cross country skis, so we pulled out Tai's snowboard and sled and spent the morning sliding down our street.
I think what I love most about heavy snow is the break in routine--no school, no cars on the streets, neighbors outside shoveling snow and kids building snowmen. The snow definitely got me in the holiday spirit--time to put up decorations and bake some cookies!