The kids couldn't remember snow from the time before we moved to Turkey and certainly didn't build many snowmen during their 5 years in Calis. It was not long after we moved back to the UK that they first experienced going to bed with everything 'normal' and waking up to find everything covered in white stuff. A wonderful and I guess rare thing for such a first to happen to 8 year olds.
Having snow arrive just before Christmas, and in such huge volumes was fantastic as it didn't stick around last year. We had great fun throwing snowballs, watching the icicles get longer, building a snowman, walking on the frozen lake, slushing back through the snowy lanes in the dark, counting the Christmas trees in living room windows. Totally magical. If there was one more thing I could wish for,
CAN YOU TAKE IT AWAY NOW, I'VE HAD ENOUGH