At my insistence request, we always begin our holiday season on Thanksgiving evening with a viewing of White Christmas. It wouldn’t be entirely accurate to say I’m dreaming of a white Christmas just like the ones I used to know, mostly because I can’t recall if we ever actually had a White Christmas when I was growing up. Maybe one or two when we lived in northern Virginia? (Mom?) Certainly Texas, Hawaii, Southern California and England were never very accommodating in that regard.
Still, I’m a romantic, especially when it comes to the holidays, so I never stopped wishing for magical snow on Christmas morning. I doubt we’ll see it this year, either. (Although I’ve seen rumors on Facebook of snow forecast for the 25th in Atlanta, I daren’t hope too hard!) So what is one to do when “Let It Snow” isn’t enough oomph to get Mother Nature off her cozy rocker by the fire & give us a little snow? Why, one makes it snow instead.
Nicolas came home from school with a snowflake yesterday, and I immediately hung it in the front window. It looked lonely, so we got to work. Kalen’s not quite strong enough to cut through that many layers of paper, but he wasn’t daunted in the least and quickly gathered up our clippings to make snow collages of his own. He also folded up a scrap of paper and clipped away, ending up with some sort of robot-paper-doll hybrid. (Which he later informed me was Darth Somebody-or-Other or General Grievous or someone else appropriately evil in the Star Wars universe. I should’ve gotten a photo and written down the name. Sorry about that.)
Am I alone in my fruitless wish for a Wintry White Christmas Morning? Does anyone else out there in an area not prone to December flurries secretly hope for a dusting or blanketing of new fallen snow when they wake up on the big day?
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December 18, 2009 at 12:15 pm
Mom
Ah, how soon they forget. We had snow every Christmas in Virginia (8 of them) Of course, some or all of us was sick almost every Christmas in Virginia too, so we probably didn’t really care. We have some very sad looking little girls in many of our VA Christmas snapshots. AND, we had snow in Austin, TX too, but more black ice under it that spoiled the fun of it.
The best Christmas snow was actually not on Dec. 25, but Dec. 29, 1997, your wedding day. Beautiful flurries mixed with bubbles. I will never forget the fairy tale ending to a perfect wedding! Love you!
December 18, 2009 at 12:44 pm
aimeewrites
Holy cow, I had forgotten! Maybe, subconsciously, that’s why I’m so nostalgic for Christmas snow.
Our wedding day was spectacular – just enough snow for effect; not enough to prevent too many people from coming.
December 18, 2009 at 10:07 pm
Sherit
Awe Aimee ~ I love your mom’s post; especially that part about your wedding. What a beautiful mom’s view of the day. Wish I could hear my mom’s view. I know she was there. (Ever heard the song “Tears on the floor of heaven”? It rained on our wedding day. But never on us.
I have never had a white Christmas either. I spent two winters in Kansas. The first, it did not snow. The second, we were visiting in CA; it snowed! The closest we get it fog!
I believe we will share a white Christmas one of these years. It will be magical for all of the boys.
Sheri
December 19, 2009 at 12:21 am
Petunia
Born and raised in SoCal so I’ve virtually no experience with snow. The closest I’ve come to it is when we drove from WA to CA for the holidays and got stuck in a snow storm in Grants Pass. We, and at least 100 other cars, could not move forward or turn around for hours. Thankfully we had packed food for the trip. Unfortunately we did not pack a portable potty. 😦
Snow is just a foreign concept to me. I know that people live with it, driving and doing what needs to be done but in CA, even a little rain can make everyone stay indoors for a week. Snow sounds fun but the reality of it is never as good as the fantasy. Or so I’m told.
December 19, 2009 at 8:14 am
Beth
I spent my early childhood in Ohio and Pennsylvania, with many a white Christmas. Looking back through a child’s eyes, it was wonderfully fun! Thinking of it now from an adult’s perspective, it must have been so difficult for my parents to drive the hour-long route to my grandma’s house. In fact, I have vivid memories of a car accident when I was 4, involving our car, black ice and a ditch on the side of the road!
I now live in Oklahoma, and we get some snow but nearly always in January. More often, we get ice storms that break our trees in half and knock down our fences. Like Petunia’s CA, any serious weather events will keep most Oklahomans indoors for a week!
I hope you get to play in the snow this winter, even if it’s not on Christmas Day. Those are always such memorable times, and they make great photo ops!