Ottawa is buried until beautiful Christmas snow right now. I am happy to see the lovely flakes falling, but also know that it wreaks havoc on travellers this time of year.
Do you call this snow Christmas snow? I always do. It’s characterized but the white, fluffy, almost cotton-ball snowflakes and the fact that it’s good for making snowmen. Like Frosty. And frosty was always brought back to life thanks to Christmas snow.
We’ve been outside making our own snowman, having a snowball fight (which for the record, makes my son laugh like nothing else) and then enjoyed baking and hot chocolate.
I kept my son home from school (which was a tough decision knowing today was all about fun!) but we’ve been making the most of it. I don’t mind having a Winter Wonderland to enjoy right now, especially with my favourite little ones laughing and playing in the house with me.
