This morning I was reminded how much children love snow. For most adults, the sight of a snow cover sidewalk and the thought of a slippery commute is enough to cringe. But if my daughter's reaction this morning is an indication of how children feel about the white stuff, they could care less about all the trouble it creates.
"Guess what's on the ground?" I said to her this morning while she was fighting to wake up.
As she she began to process what had happened while she slept, her eyes opened wide and she shouted, "Snow?!"
She then shot out of bed and ran to the window. She's been dying to use the new sled she got for Christmas. Though it was not the perfect snow, we made time to hit the slopes of Falmouth.
If only we adults could see life through the eyes of a child, life would be far more enjoyable.