Some of my fondest childhood memories are of snow days. We would bundle up and sled down the Atwood's backyard hill, drink endless amounts of hot chocolate, put fresh-from-the-dryer hats and gloves back on, and go out again and again. When it snows, I still get excited, even though it is Saturday and I won't have a "real" snowday. I was very nostalgic today watching the boys and Todd play in the snow. What a great day.