Apart from the hour or so we ran out yesterday, we have been home since around 1 Sunday afternoon. The kids (at least some of them) have played in the snow every day, and have been enjoying it. Carter said "Snow is the prettiest thing there is." It is beautiful indeed. At first, even for me, it was very exciting...something about snow, at least here where we don't get it very often, causes me to be brimful of anticipation, eagerly peeking outside waiting for it to start. It takes a while for the South to get the roads cleared in the aftermath, though, and then I start getting antsy.
It is glorious to see the beauty of the Lord's creation, and its varied wonders.
