In our neck of the woods, snow days are a big deal. They aren't a guarantee every year, so when we hear that flurries are coming you can be sure that we break out the sleds and get the winter gear ready. The kids go to bed with anticipation building and the first sound I hear in the morning is either going to be whooping or groaning. On this morning the whooping sound came in the form of six kids scurrying to get their snow gear on. At 6:30 am. But I couldn't begrudge them their excitement and, even without having had my coffee, I laced up my own boots and joined them.

Conditions aren't always so perfect as they were on this beautiful morning. There was plenty of snow to make a nice, thick blanket for sledding down our new hills, and it was fluffy and powdery, which meant that snowballs could be thrown without anyone crying. That's always a bonus. Sadie joined in on the fun and loved the snow so much that we are considering adding "Husky" to the list of possibilities of her breed.