Oh, how quickly we change our mind.
Last I checked, Mila thought snow was AWESOME. She spent hours and hours outside playing in the snow last year. She loved to build snowman and make snow angels and throw snow. Do you know how fun it is to throw snow at your big sister? SO FUN. Especially when you smash her in the face with a giant fist full of the frozen stuff.
AND YET.
Today we got our first real snow of the season. It all started later in the day, so Mila had no idea. She had been at preschool. When I picked her up and she saw the parking lot, she was in awe. So excited! Much happy! LOOK! SNOW!
Joy spread across her face, which was good because I was cussing at the snow in my head. A little joy was exactly what I needed.
IT DIDN'T LAST.
Mila took two steps outside, giggled at the crunchy sound the snow made under her feet, and then started her descent into the land of People Who Hate Snow. She spent the entire drive home demonstrating that she is one of Those People.
"Why is snow so cold?"
"Why is it still snowing?"
"I like it better when it's really hot outside."
"I wish it were warmer so the snow would melt."
"I wish the sun would come out and kill the snow. I want it killed."
All in favor of the sun killing the snow, say 'Aye!'
AYE. (Until after Thanksgiving. Then I will like the snow, but only until March 1. THOSE ARE THE RULES.)
