I've been waiting for this. I know most people hate snow, or hate the complications that snow brings is probably more accurate, but in a city where I don't need a car to get around, where I have loud, hissing, but very warm radiators keeping me toasty warm and plenty of hot chocolate waiting to be made, I've been longing for the snow.
We were supposed to go to the grocery store that morning, and then Will needed to go over to the school to work. But instead we went out for breakfast at a diner and then spent the day in Central Park.
Today the snow is melting. Everything is brown and dirty and wet. The grey aftermath of a winter storm.
But I'll take that, if it means we have a perfect snowy Saturday to play.