Walking Backwards

Nicholas' first snow was last night and he slept through the whole thing. Jon woke me up at 1:30 in the morning to tell me it was snowing. I got up and put on my bath robe and my slippers and went outside. Surely enough, about two inches of snow were on the ground and the powdery white stuff was falling from the sky. I have seen snow so few times in my adult life that I am overjoyed by it. I'm sure we were a strange sight to see, adults playing in the snow past midnight in their bathrobes, but who cares. I didn't wake the baby up because he was sleeping so peacefully and would probably be greatly aggravated about finding himself wet and cold so shortly after arising. I know there are a lot of people out there who are probably tired of snow now, but sometimes I wish it would snow here just a little more often.