It's when you wake up on those few mornings a year and discover you are completely "snowed in" that you say, "This is why I live here." Often that feeling of joy is short lived if you need to get to work, school, or are the proud owners of a "manual snow blower" (aka - plain-old-shovel).
When you're 4 however, that feeling of joy lasts all day and you just can't help but get wet up to your corneas and cold through to your liver. Snow is awesome when you're a boy in Minnesota.
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