I got my wish. It snowed on the weekend so Jim could enjoy it with us. And, boy, did we ever.
The snow began early on Saturday morning, just after Jim had returned from some necessary upcoming-birthday type errands (he’s turning 29 on Friday, and he had to get his driver’s license renewed, car tags taken care of, etc. . . nothing like procrastinating almost to the last minute!). As the storm began, it was sleety, then small flakes, then at about 10:30 am, the BIG flakes began pouring down.
As we peered from Meg’s playroom window, she kept saying what sounded like, “Snow!” . . . but could easily be interpreted as “No!” also. Whatever she was saying, she got a big kick out of the white stuff falling from the sky.
We didn’t run out to enjoy it just yet . . . we stayed inside and watched it collect on the porch and grass for several hours. Meg enjoyed looking at it from the window. I loved it, too . . . Thursday’s snow took place mostly during the nighttime hours, so this daytime snow was a real treat to observe. The flakes were huge and wet . . . sticking to everything but the roads and sidewalks. We watched for a while . . . we decided to wait until later in the day when there was snow ON the ground before going out to play.
Then, at about 11:45 am, we couldn’t stand it any longer. . . we ventured out to see some friends . . . plans we’d make earlier in the week would not be disturbed by a little snow! We were just going for a short visit no more than 10 miles away . . . so we packed some extra food, water, and a heavy blanket and headed out into the storm. (Okay, so we packed nothing except the standard diaper bag . . . but newscasters had been warning travelers all morning to take their entire house with them if they had to go out . . . heaven forbid you might get stranded for days along the roadside in our 1 inch of snow.)
It was so fun to see the neighborhood covered in white. The roads were fine – don’t worry about us – we made a safe trip there and back with no incidents at all. Quite honestly, I was very surprised to see so many cars on the road! Lots of others were braving the elements with us. Publix was packed (and totally out of milk and bread, I assume) and so was the movie theater. Nothing like the big screen on a snowy day.
After returning home, having lunch and some naps, we all – Jim, Meg, and I – finally went out to 
enjoy the snow. The anticipation had built all morning . . . there was plenty of snow on the ground . . . and now it was time to PLAY. Daddy and Meg built a 4 ft snowman – smiling face and all – while I sat back and took about 200 pictures. Our neighbors came down to play with us for a little while – their 2 sons being young enough to enjoy the snow with Meg. We goofed around, tromped around, and danced around in the snow. For us here in Georgia, this was a rare day . . . once to be treasured and enjoyed to the fullest. We certainly did that as long as our unprepared-for-real-snow wardrobes would allow. When we got cold enough (Meg only had on sneakers, for crying out loud), we came back in to the warmth of our home. It was a perfect (dare I say 
‘picture perfect’?) afternoon.
The rest of the weekend was cold and wintery . . . the snow remains on our front lawn even today because we get morning sun
that’s not yet gotten warm enough to melt it all away. Our 4ft friend is still in his spot, facing the road and smiling proudly at all the passers by.
It was a wonderful wintery weekend . . . an occasion we haven’t had in many years, and one that we will always remember.
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