We never get snow here. Ok, so we do get snow sometimes, but usually only once every decade and it's only a few flurries. Until this time, it had only snowed here twice in my lifetime, and one of those two times I don't even remember because I was so young. The only reason I know it happened is because there are pictures of it. It's kind of like Emily's first snow: she is too young to ever remember it, but there are plenty of pictures for her to look at someday.
Denny & I had a blast. It was the first time either of us had ever built a snowman, had a snowball fight, and ridden on a sled. Well, a redneck sled. We don't have much need for a real sled where we live, so Denny improvised by putting a spare golf cart roof behind our golf cart, and we took turns pulling each other. It was one of the most fun things I have ever done in my entire life! Emily wasn't too sure about the snow. She didn't like walking on it because it was so slippery, and she absolutely hated being bundled up in her thick coat. But sledding? She loved sledding. We just might have to take a vacation to somewhere cold and snowy when she (and her brothers and sisters) are a bit older!