One of the things I love most about where we live is that when the meteorologists say we're going to get 6 inches of snow, we always end up with less than an inch. Yesterday, we were supposed to be the victims of a snow storm (check local listings), which amounted to maybe an inch of accumulation overnight. No schools in our area were cancelled, and I didn't have to break out the snowblower. However, there were two girls that just delighted in the freshly fallen snow. And then there's Maggie. Always willing to sniff around a little bit and then she wants to run back inside. Tomorrow: teaching Peanut how to make, then throw, the perfect snowball. Look out Jen!