Things that make me smile on a day like this
The view of the pristine, snow covered neighborhood first thing in the morning.
The feeling of accomplishment in the sight of my neatly shoveled walks and drive, still early enough to let the sun help melt away the remnants (At least, it would have been early enough, had the temperature risen above the single digits. Oh well.)
The sound of my brother-in-law's voice on the phone, asking if he can come and take my two oldest girls for the afternoon. He's pulling them around on a sled and playing with them in the fort he built as a surprise for them even as I type.
The knowledge that my mother-in-law has spent the day baking her fantastic array of Christmas cookies, and the hope that perhaps my children will come home with a few after they "help" her when the need to warm up from playing the snow.
Two tins of home made chex mix stowed way in the pantry toward the weekend.
A warm home, comfy clothes and a cold can of Coke.
I sound a little humbug when I talk about winter weather usually. The work of dressing kids is multiplied, as is the laundry and the mopping and other manual labor (read: shoveling). But I appreciate the beauty of this world God created in all its seasons. And there is so much to be thankful for. Something that is made crystal clear when the weather reminds us how hard life could be. Think of those poor pioneers who first settled this land! I cannot imagine what life must have been like for them. I think I'd be sad to live somewhere that had no snow. I'll try to stop complaining and enjoy it.
Little Tiny Hangers



