We moved to the beach a little over three years ago. In our time here, we've experienced no hurricanes and three snows with accumulation. There are others who would complain, but this works for me.
We didn't have a white Christmas, but we woke up to very cold rain the morning after Christmas. By 8:00 there was snow mixed in the rain and by 9:00 there was heavy snow coming down. The kids spent a lot of time kneeling on the couch, looking out the windows into the backyard. Of course they did not pose for any adorable photos this time!
We had precipitation nearly all day, and by evening, there was a decent dusting of snow on the grass. The roads were dry, though, so on Sunday night we finally took the kids out to look at Christmas lights in the neighborhood. There were a lot of dark houses, but the kids enjoyed the lights they did see. I had to giggle when Leon was the first to point and wave at one house, shouting, "Mickey Mouse! Mickey Mouse!" when he spied a giant inflatable Mickey dressed as Santa. Michael is our Mickey Mouse buff, and he seemed to take it in his stride.
The dogs got a little extra outside time in the snow, just because we are mean like that. Max saw it as true torture. Pru was more carefully optimistic. She loves snow, but I think she also knows it doesn't last around here.
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