Every time the temperature drops or the first snowflakes start falling, my mom turns into the town crier — announcing it to everyone like it’s breaking news. She acts like we should all hunker down and stay inside. But… we live in New England. This is just how it is. It’s the place she and my dad chose to settle down, after all.
Meanwhile, my husband — who jumps at any excuse to hit the slopes — sees every snowfall as a golden opportunity to go snowboarding. And of course, the kiddo and I tag along for the ride. This winter has been a great one for that, and I’m not mad about it.