The anticipation flows in waves. It peaks when a stray fluffy flake is spotted in the sky. It dives into a valley when temperatures climb the mountain of No Coat Required. Alexis has been waiting for months for another opportunity to go sledding, a chance to build a snowman, and a day filled with playing in the snow.
Years past, she has been spoiled. For as long as she can remember, there has been a major snowstorm that led to a day or two or ten of play.
January 2009
Somehow she knows that the Big Storm is late this year. We've had snow, but not enough to really embrace with reckless abandon.
December 2009--Two seasons out of one snow suit! RAWK!
When I picked her up from school today, she looked to the sky, eyes wide and hopeful, and asked, "Is this it?"
She wanted to know if the few flakes that were falling were indicative of the arrival of the Big Storm.
I don't know if they were, but she placed her sled at the ready. Just in case.
Bring it, Mother Nature. We're ready and waiting.