Snow Day

When I was little I imagined that Colorado was akin with the North Pole in snow amounts.  So, when I married a boy from Colorado and he told me it just didn't snow that often where he was from, I kinda didn't believe him.  Here, in my fifth Colorado winter (and after three humbling Idaho ones) I believe him.  I find myself longing for snow.  Where is the magical white stuff?  We just don't get enough of it around here.  Or, we stay dry all winter and then get pounded with snow in March and April when we are all ready for spring!  Sure, Vail and Aspen are white wonderlands -- but here in the shadow of the mountain, we wait.  So, even though Hallie has been gearing up for sledding for months, there was one lone day where we had enough snow that it would be appropriate.  And wouldn't you know, we didn't feel like driving the car on those snow-packed roads, so we played in the frount yard instead.